Actors – Charles Laughton

Actors – Charles Laughton . Filmography From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia Unless otherwise stated the films are U.S. productions in black and white. 1928–1940 Year Title Role Director Co-stars Notes and awards 1928 The Tonic Father of the Family Ivor Montagu Elsa Lanchester Filmed in England Short, (film debut) Daydreams Lecherous Boarder / Ram Das Read More …

Poets – Sir John Betjeman

Sir John Betjeman Betjeman’s poems are often humorous, and in broadcasting he exploited his bumbling and fogeyish image. His wryly comic verse is accessible and has attracted a great following for its satirical and observant grace. . . John Betjeman From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia Sir John Betjeman CBE Betjeman in 1961 Poet Laureate of Read More …

Ballet – Swan Lake

Tchaikovsky Swan Lake The Kirov Ballet   In this production of the best loved classical ballet ‘Swan Lake’ the naturally gifted Yulia Makhalina dances the challenging role of Odette/Odile while the part of Prince Siegfried is danced by Igor Zelensky. This classic Kirov production includes the familiar happy ending in the final act where Siegfried Read More …

Poets – Wilfred Owen

Poets Wilfred Owen Wilfred Owen From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia Wilfred Owen A plate from his 1920 Poems by Wilfred Owen, depicting him Born Wilfred Edward Salter Owen 18 March 1893 Oswestry, Shropshire, England Died 4 November 1918 (aged 25) Sambre–Oise Canal, France Genre War poetry Military career Service/branch British Army Years of service 1915–1918 Rank Lieutenant Read More …

Mandalay by Rudyard Kipling

Mandalay by Rudyard Kipling By the old Moulmein Pagoda, lookin’ eastward to the sea,There’s a Burma girl a-settin’, and I know she thinks o’ me;For the wind is in the palm-trees, and the temple-bells they say:“Come you back, you British soldier; come you back to Mandalay!”Come you back to Mandalay, Where the old Flotilla lay:Can’t Read More …

Ode To Melancholy by John Keats

Ode To Melancholy by John Keats No, no! go not to Lethe, neither twistWolf’s-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine;Nor suffer thy pale forehead to be kissedBy nightshade, ruby grape of Proserpine;Make not your rosary of yew-berries,Nor let the beetle nor the death-moth beYour mournful Psyche, nor the downy owlA partner in your sorrow’s mysteries;For shade Read More …