Shakespeare included this vivid winter lyric in his play, Love’s Labours Lost. It strikes a chord in 2021. When icicles hang by the wall And Dick the shepherd blows his nail And Tom bears logs into the hall And milk comes frozen home in pail, When blood is nipped and ways be foul, Then nightly sings […]
He lives still while his book lives and while English-speaking people have the wit (and literacy skills) to read it.
Basic literacy in the twenty-first century includes the ability to locate countries in the news on a map.
Until recently, English-speaking children were exposed to beautifully illustrated children’s versions of Malory’s stories for their leisure time reading. In school, they studied Tennyson’s “Idylls of the King” in the classroom. Nowadays, they are more familiar with modern retellings that conflate Excalibur with the sword in the stone.
Joan of Arc’s feast day is May 30. She was burned at the stake in 1431, but not canonized until 1920. That event, like her death, was motivated by political interests.
I have always harbored a particular dislike of Saint Boniface for chopping down that sacred oak tree.