Re: TLS review of _The Company They Keep_
>> "P.S. I'm not the seller, or in any way connected."San Dimas?! Maybe it's Ted Logan and Bill S. Preston, Esq., hahae. Okay, not mythopoeic, but I couldn't resist! :)
> Of course not! you're not in San Dimas, California (hmmm,
> I wonder who it is...).
- Ooooh, I completely forgot the Bill & Ted tie-in!!! <grin>
-- Lynn --
--- In firstname.lastname@example.org, Jason Fisher <visualweasel@...> wrote:
> >> "P.S. I'm not the seller, or in any way connected."
> > Of course not! you're not in San Dimas, California (hmmm,
> > I wonder who it is...).
> San Dimas?! Maybe it's Ted Logan and Bill S. Preston, Esq., hahae.
Okay, not mythopoeic, but I couldn't resist! :)
- Definately hit the big time with that Carl! :-)
So its not TLS but we have just opened our Online Review of Books over
at our site www.herenistarion.org and The Company They Keep and
Tolkien and Shakespeare are featured.
Up next Parma Eldalamberon 16&17, The History of the Hobbit vols 1&2
Let me know what ya'll think...
--- In email@example.com, "Carl F. Hostetter" <Aelfwine@...> wrote:
> TLS, sure, that nice and all; but you KNOW a book has hit the big
> time when it hits eBay:
> P.S. I'm not the seller, or in any way connected.
- ---"Merlin DeTardo" <emptyD@...> wrote:
<< From J.R.R. Tolkien, _LotR_, unused epilogue: "But even as he did
so, he heard suddenly . . . the sigh and murmur of the Sea upon the
shores of Middle-earth."
From J.R.R. Tolkien, _LotR_, "The Grey Havens": "There still he stood
far into the night, hearing only the sigh and murmur of the waves on
the shores of Middle-earth, and the sound of them sank deep into his
From Matthew Arnold, "Dover Beach": "Listen! you hear the grating
roar / Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling / At their
return, up the high strand" >>
Belatedly: something similar yet not, from Tolkien's poem, "Progress
in Bimble Town":
"sometimes late, when motor-bikes
are not passing with a screech,
one hears faintly (if one likes)
the sea still at it on the beach.
at what? At churning orange-rind,
piling up banana-skins,
gnawing paper, trying to grind
a broth of bottles, packets, tins"
(_The Annotated Hobbit_, Revised Ed., p. 254)
And that strikes another chord: "Gnaws iron, bites steel; / grinds
hard stones to meal"?