| || fault, lofty, stylus, immune, tastefully.
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The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
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How come Saturday is easier than Friday? Well, it was for me, anyway. Had trouble with clue three but then looked at the solution blanks, thought about the diners' words, and saw the solution. I liked it a lot more than Friday's; the two meanings seemed to fit well.
Owen, are you posting? Or is it OMK? Whatever, I hope you're doing well, Owen.
Yup, I'm back to putting up the blog daily. Many thanks to Keith for covering for me. I'm in a rehab facility, for at least a couple week, maybe for much longer. Still can't summon Erato or Thalia any more, but the cut and paste set up is just rote work.
"Of Tasteful Texts"
With a quill for his stylus, the master wrote in phrases
of faultless prose some of the loftiest words
of his time. As proof of his genius his language amazes
men down the ages, though some deem it absurd
that he could be so immune to honor, and so damned
in owning slaves. But it points to an oft-proved fact,
that men under oath, or with a pen in hand,
commit to higher truths than their lives may act.
We are all of us tainted by sins, great and small,
but when we sign our names, we try to stand tall.
~ OMK
Reposting today's saga of Ivanhoe*
Thus it was revealed that the Knight was the lofty Lord King Richard.
Knowing it was the fault of his brother John, the King chose to award
Immunity to Fitzhurse. Borrowing a stylus from the curtal Friar, Tuck,
Richard wrote a safe conduct. "But if I see you again, you'll be out of luck".
"That was tastefully done, my Lord" quoth Robin(for that was his name)
And Tuck, the curtal Friar spoke "I trust for those buffets, they'll be no blame".
* I forgot about PST. It was 11 pm when I posted FLN. Plus, I wasn't sure about Owen so if OMK need the J's (scrambled) I provided them.
WC
"Tricky Vicky"
It wasn't Vicky's fault
that she forgot to halt
and remember to lock her vault.
She was a bit of a softy,
although her style was lofty.
Instead of just trying to dial us
she wrote us with her stylus.
To critics she was immune
and considered them a loon
as she lived in her cocoon.
But her charm she didn't waste fully
for she often acted tastefully.
So judging Vicky was tricky
but we're not going to be picky.
We'll consider her a good friend
and enjoy her until the end.
I dunno, Misty, I'm inclined to say it was Vicky's fault.
I mean, who else is to blame for forgetting to lock up?
I rather think it speaks well of you that you are so forgiving. That is your nature, your virtue at work.
Your generous judgment is what turns her into such a "good friend."
Ah, Wilbur, and now you let us see King Richard's noble judgment at work.
'Tis a day of judgment, I reckon!
Thank you for the re-posting.
I do appreciate your attempt to help me. But let me repeat my recommendation that you send me any such information in private, so it runs no risk of tipping our hand on the open site.
I would be grateful--and much prefer--to receive any helpful data via email.
Please reach me at fowler@uci.edu.
Type "Jumble" in the subject line, so I don't zap it by mistake.
Thank you!
For now, Owen is back in posting action, so I am lucky to be relieved from relieving him.
Let's hope he is soon re-visited by the Muses, as he should have good composing time in re-hab.
I remember when I was in post-surgery re-hab for four long weeks. The hours become heavy, tedious, without a good bedtime project.
~ OMK
You're right, Ol' Man Keith,
Vicky is actually a bit rotten
and probably best forgotten.
(and so is my poem. I'm certainly not a master [mistress] of faultless prose. And unlike Wilbur's) King, you all probably shouldn't give my rotten verses immunity).
So nice to have you on the blog today, Owen! Take good care of yourself, and have a good weekend.
As I was scratching for the right words in composing my Jeffersonian tribute today, I reflected anew on the way we use such complimentary phrases as "faultless prose."
We are often very free in lauding great authors with such superlatives. And yet many of them--Jefferson is a good example, and Shakespeare even better--commit basic grammatical errors, use fragmentary sentences, and drop capital letters whenever & wherever. Or they coin neologisms simply through bad spelling ("unalienable"?).
But it is their freshness alone--in conception as well as style--that earns them irreproachable status. They may not be perfect by our standards, but we defer; we recognize they create standards for themselves.
Oops. Sorry to be the pedant.
Just wanted to share my (all-too-obvious?) thought.
~ OMK
Very erudite, Ol' Man Keith--thank you for that inspiring insight.
I gathered that it was Jefferson. They all owned slaves - there but for the grace.. We may be judged on how progressively we acted towards the environment crisis.
Richard wanted Fitzhurse out of England. He did not want to have the Plantagenet name besmirched. DeBracy, an honorable man, refused to be a part of it and made tracks for France.
In case your history is faulty Richard died several years after this tale in France besieging a Castle. No Wamba to urge him to close his visor. Richard's pardons and revising the forest laws was abrogated by John. But magna carta modified back to some extent.
Now the final denouement begins as you'll see tomorrow.
WC
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