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25th April – On This Day In History

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Born:

1599 Oliver Cromwell (Lord Protector of England)

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Died:

1995 Ginger Rogers (actress) 

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1792 First use of the guillotine in France (used to execute highwayman Nicolas Pelletier)

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Have a good Tuesday, 25th April

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19th April – On This Day In History

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Born:

1975 Jason Gillespie (Australian cricketer and coach of Yorkshire)

Jason Gillespie of Australia

 

Died:

1882 Charles Darwin (The Origin of Species)

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On This Day:

1971 Sierra Leone becomes a republic

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Have a good Wednesday, 19th April

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15th April – On This Day In History

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Born:

1452 Leonardo Da Vinci (painter, sculptor, inventor)

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Died:

1888 Matthew Arnold (English poet)

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On This Day:

1912 The Titanic sinks

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Have a good Saturday, 15th April

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Summer Dawn

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My sleeping children are still flying dreams
in their goose-down heads.
The lush of the river singing morning songs
Fish watch their ceilings turn sun-white.
The grey-green pike lances upstream
Kale, like mermaid’s hair
points the water’s drift.
All is morning hush
and bird beautiful.

I only,
I didn’t have flu.

 

– Spike Milligan

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13th April – On This Day In History

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Born:

1570 Guy Fawkes (convicted of The Gunpowder Plot)

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Died:

2004 Caron Keating (TV presenter)

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On This Day:

1849 Hungarian Republic proclaimed

 

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Have a good Thursday, 13th April

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Yes, It Was The Mountain Echo

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Yes, it was the mountain Echo,
Solitary, clear, profound,
Answering to the shouting Cuckoo,
Giving to her sound for sound!

Unsolicited reply
To a babbling wanderer sent;
Like her ordinary cry,
Like–but oh, how different!

Hears not also mortal Life?
Hear not we, unthinking Creatures!
Slaves of folly, love, or strife–
Voices of two different natures?

Have not ‘we’ too?–yes, we have
Answers, and we know not whence;
Echoes from beyond the grave,
Recognised intelligence!

Such rebounds our inward ear
Catches sometimes from afar–
Listen, ponder, hold them dear;
For of God,–of God they are.

 

– William Wordsworth

 

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The Fountain

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A Conversation

We talked with open heart, and tongue
Affectionate and true,
A pair of friends, though I was young,
And Matthew seventy-two.

We lay beneath a spreading oak,
Beside a mossy seat;
And from the turf a fountain broke
And gurgled at our feet.

`Now, Matthew! ‘ said I, `let us match
This water’s pleasant tune
With some old border-song, or catch
That suits a summer’s noon;

`Or of the church-clock and the chimes
Sing here beneath the shade
That half-mad thing of witty rhymes
Which you last April made! ‘

In silence Matthew lay, and eyed
The spring beneath the tree;
And thus the dear old man replied,
The grey-haired man of glee:

`No check, no stay, this streamlet fears,
How merrily it goes!
‘Twill murmur on a thousand years
And flow as now it flows.

`And here, on this delightful day,
I cannot choose but think
How oft, a vigorous man, I lay
Beside this fountain’s brink.

`My eyes are dim with childish tears,
My heart is idly stirred,
For the same sound is in my ears
Which in those days I heard.

`Thus fares it still in our decay:
And yet the wiser mind
Mourns less for what Age takes away,
Than what it leaves behind.

`The blackbird amid leafy trees,
The lark above the hill,
Let loose their carols when they please,
Are quiet when they will.

`With Nature never do they wage
A foolish strife; they see
A happy youth, and their old age
Is beautiful and free:

`But we are pressed by heavy laws;
And often, glad no more,
We wear a face of joy, because
We have been glad of yore.

`If there be one who need bemoan
His kindred laid in earth,
The household hearts that were his own, –
It is the man of mirth.

`My days, my friend, are almost gone,
My life has been approved,
And many love me; but by none
Am I enough beloved.’

`Now both himself and me he wrongs,
The man who thus complains!
I live and sing my idle songs
Upon these happy plains:

`And, Matthew, for thy children dead
I’ll be a son to thee! ‘
At this he grasped my hand and said
`Alas! that cannot be.’

We rose up from the fountain-side;
And down the smooth descent
Of the green sheep-track did we glide;
And through the wood we went;

And ere we came to Leonard’s Rock
He sang those witty rhymes
About the crazy old church-clock,
And the bewildered chimes

 

– William Wordsworth

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