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The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
Comments are welcomed!
Do not explicitly reveal any of the actual answer words until after closing time, but embedding them surreptitiously in comment sentences is encouraged.
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At the Eta PI frat house, the food fight didn't really get messy until the seniors' all-out bacon attack.
(A quasi-Spoonerism!)
~ OMK
Woohoo! I got all four words of this Jumble with only a little work on the fourth one. And then, happily, the solution to that silly, funny cartoon jumped right up. So, looked forward to poems and comments, but so far, only Ol'Man Keith's cute spoonerism. Thank you for that, Keith!
But where is everybody? It's a Friday, I need poems, and jokes, and Sandy's comments! Will have to check in later and hope they've all joined us.
OK, Misty ~ Here are two stanzas from a favorite litany of mine.
DO you recognize it? I hope it's not too much of a downer.
It is certainly appropriate, a message from another age to our own;
"Beauty is but a flower
Which wrinkles will devour;
Brightness falls from the air;
Queens have died young and fair;
Dust hath closed Helen's eye.
I am sick, I must die.
Lord, have mercy on us!
"Strength stoops unto the grave,
Worms feed on Hector brave;
Swords may not fight with fate,
Earth still holds ope her gate.
"Come, come!" the bells do cry.
I am sick, I must die.
Lord, have mercy on us!"
Have a nice day!
~ OMK
OMK: so I looked up Thomas Nashe. He certainly was an interesting and eclectic writer, but I didn't find much about the man himself, that is , his personal life. Perhaps he wrote to live and lived to write? And the circumstances of his death seems to be uncertain, though clearly he died young. I guess you'd call him a late Elizabethan; he apparently predeceased his queen by only two years.
And BTW, I found the jumble to be pretty easy to solve. I do think the connection between the cartoon theme and the solution was kind of strained, not so much a play on words as a leap to semi-related phrases. Enjoyed it, though.
No, Ol'Man Keith, I didn't recognize the poem--so many thanks, Sandyanon, for giving us the poet's name and giving me a chance to look him up. I'm afraid I'm just a modernist Joyce scholar, and after reading that sad poem, I should probably be glad for that. But, sadly, you're right, Ol'Man Keith--like Thomas Nashe, we're living in "a time of plague" with the corona-virus, aren't we.
But thank you--I got my wish for more literature and biography and comments--a good Jumble Friday already.
Sandy ~ I came to this poem in my first season with the Oregon Shakespeare Festival. Nash (or Nashe) was also a major name among scholars at The Shakespeare Institute in Stratford when I was a grad student in the early '60s.
You are right that not very much is known of him, but in relative terms he was one of the better known figures among the group known as the "University Wits." This was a loose collection of highly educated poets and playwrights (incl. Lyly, Marlowe, Kyd etc.) who attended Oxford or Cambridge before hitting London to try writing their way to fame & glory.
These days they are probably most remembered for sometimes mocking Shakespeare--who lacked higher education.
BTW, we know not that much more about Shakespeare than Nash. What more we do know is mainly from Will's success as a property owner.
Nobody gave that much thought to writing about writers.
~ OMK
OMK, I became interested in what would have been considered "highly educated" during Nashe's time at Cambridge. Have done only desultory Internet research, so I'm not really very clear, but I gather that preparation for the clergy was much less important than before, and that with Elizabeth's accession, or at least concurrent with it, the attendance of young gentlemen interested more in civil than theological affairs became common, even prevalent. Not at all sure what Thomas might have specifically studied, though. Have you any insights?
I mentioned that I had done the J and the xword at 4am. Then I discovered, after making no sense of OMK's spoon that I'd solved Saturday.
So, when I awoke I solved the Friday puzzles. And... I just couldn't come up with a poem. I thought of Eddie Plank a pitcher for Connie Mack's A's circa 1910-20.
And of course there are politicians planks. And SMEE often aided Captain Hook in marching his victims off the plank.
And of course today's KRILL is a form of PLANKton.
Nash I'm not familiar with.
WC
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