And why 'Childe Harold' one may ask. Well, this is because Byron wrote a good deal of this poem while staying at Hopwood Hall. And because I always quote (softly, sadly) 'Adieu, adieu, my native shores, farewell...' thinking of a March quite a few years ago.
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I was in the company of someone rather in the mould of a Byronic hero (or so I felt). I was very young. But even more interesting (to me, at least) is that Childe Harold's Pilgrimage I and II was published on 10th March 1812. 155 years earlier. Exactly. A coincidence.
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- Spy vs Spy
- Peeling the Onion
- Old unhappy far-off things
- Slightly Saltirical
- Taken by the Hand
- Childe Harold
- Eureka (Stockade)
- Superstitious Nonsense
- The Best of Times
- Sorry luv, I missed that.
- Valley Girls
- Sitting on Custard
- The Long White Grass
- I have pictures
- The Queen's Cake
- A Portrait by Hoppner
- The Iron Fist.
- Whips and Whatnot
- Showering with Friends