A small present for you Robin:
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Yet promise sweet made her calm down and rise.
Back to their feast they went, and down they sat;
But scarcely had they drunk, say once or twice,
When in the open door came Gib, the cat,
And said, "Hallo there!"Up they got at that;
The elder made her hole like lightning greased,
Gilbert the other by the back has seized.
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Roger Collett
Arrowhead Press
http://www.arrowheadpress.co.uk/
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From: "Robin Hamilton" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Saturday, May 27, 2006 5:52 AM
Subject: Heaney
http://books.guardian.co.uk/review/story/0,,1783724,00.html
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thought right away of Henryson's Fables. Billy Connolly would be the ideal speaker. I'd seen
him in the film Mrs Brown and I thought that if he stood up and read this stuff - 'The Two
Mice', for example: 'Still, being soothed so sweetly, she got up / And went to table where again
they sat, / But hardly had they time to drink one cup / When in comes Hunter Gib, our jolly cat'
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Jeezus bloody wept, that's a travesty of Henryson's rhythms if ever I saw one.
Billy Connolly would puke into his banana boots if asked to read that.
I used to have some respect for Heaney (though the Beowulf translation dented it a bit) but now
...
No nay never no more.
And I +don't+ think you can simply blame this on mistranscription by a Groanead reporter.
A Severely Annoyed Mouse
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