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Quiz - who wrote this?
Posted by: Soma (---.tnt1.hba1.da.uu.net)
Date: October 27, 2000 10:29AM

The heights of great men reached and kept
were not attained by sudden flight;
but they while their companions slept
were toiling upwards through the night.



RE: Quiz - who wrote this?
Posted by: RL (---.twc.weather.com)
Date: October 27, 2000 12:29PM

Longfellow


RE: Quiz - who wrote this?
Posted by: Soma (---.tnt1.hba1.da.uu.net)
Date: October 27, 2000 12:55PM

Correct!

I guess that was pretty easy.
There are only two kinds of quiz questions: The easy ones, and the ones you don't know!
Who wrote the following bit of nonsense verse?

I sat belonely down a tree,
Humbled fat and small.
A little lady sing to me
I could not see at all.

I'm looking up and at the sky,
To find such wondrous voice.
Puzzly puzzle, wonder why,
I hear but have no voice.

"Speak up, come forth, you ravel me."
I potty menthol shout.
"I know you hiddy in this tree."
But still she won't come out.

Such softly singing lulled me sleep,
An hour or two or so
I wakeny slow and took a peep
And still no lady show.

Then suddy on a little twig
I thought I see a sight,
A tiny little tiny pig,
That sing with all its might.

"I thought you were a lady,"
I giggle, - well I may,
To my surprise the lady
Got up - and flew away.


RE: Quiz - who wrote this?
Posted by: Soma (---.tnt1.hba1.da.uu.net)
Date: October 27, 2000 12:58PM

Correct!

I guess that was pretty easy.
There are only two kinds of quiz questions: The easy ones, and the ones you don't know!
Who wrote the following bit of nonsense verse?

I sat belonely down a tree,
Humbled fat and small.
A little lady sing to me
I could not see at all.

I'm looking up and at the sky,
To find such wondrous voice.
Puzzly puzzle, wonder why,
I hear but have no voice.

"Speak up, come forth, you ravel me."
I potty menthol shout.
"I know you hiddy in this tree."
But still she won't come out.

Such softly singing lulled me sleep,
An hour or two or so
I wakeny slow and took a peep
And still no lady show.

Then suddy on a little twig
I thought I see a sight,
A tiny little tiny pig,
That sing with all its might.

"I thought you were a lady,"
I giggle, - well I may,
To my surprise the lady
Got up - and flew away.


RE: Quiz - who wrote this?
Posted by: RL (---.twc.weather.com)
Date: October 27, 2000 01:24PM

It is Jon Lennon, but I must admit that Mr. Google gave me a hint smiling smiley


Who wrote these lines:

I doom you to the flame.
For what is this which now I learn,
Has given all my faith a turn?
Burn, you glossy heretic, burn,
Burn, burn.




RE: Quiz - who wrote this?
Posted by: Soma (---.tnt1.hba1.da.uu.net)
Date: October 29, 2000 05:04PM

Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Heh, that was tough.
The words had passed my way at some time and I kinda felt I had the era, but
my 1894 "The Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson" does not contain 'The Ringlet"
and that threw me for a while, but my blood was up.

I love quizzes! A few minute ago, I won a phone-in radio quiz. These were the clues.
Born in Ireland in the early 1800's
Wanted to go on the stage.
Married but divorced five years later

Who was it?


RE: Quiz - who wrote this?
Posted by: RL (---.twc.weather.com)
Date: October 31, 2000 02:40PM

You got me!

So who is it?


RE: Quiz - who wrote this?
Posted by: Soma (---.tnt1.hba1.da.uu.net)
Date: October 31, 2000 05:48PM

The one and only Lola Montez.

Was one of History's most amazing adventuresses. Strikingly beautiful, highly intelligent, imperiously spirited, and addicted to scandalous behavior. She was famed for the vivacity of her 'spider' dance, which was something of a real tarantella because live spiders (tarantullas?) were shaken from her gown which enabled her to expose considerable areas of her shapely body. She was so vain of her bosom that when King Ludwig I of Bavaria doubted her figure, she proved that everything she had was absolutely real by tearing open the top of her dress. Apart from three marriages, there were a multiplicity of lovers including Ludwig, Franz Liszt and Alexander Dumas. She was made a countess and became virtual ruler of Bavaria until the revolution of 1848 drove her from the country, but not before she had courageously confronted the mob and toasted them in champagne. She eventually settled in America, made lecture tours, took to charitable works, and died at 43.




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