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The romance ties precisely in the freeing of two spirits from these court intrigues

Posted on January 6, 2017 by mafalda

RLS’s novel, Prince Otto, was published in October 1885. The following refers to two reviews of it – one of them by Henley (in the Athenaeum of 21 November) which to the writer’s displeasure had been pruned by the editor … Continue reading →

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Our little lives are moments in the wake of the eternal silence: but how crowded while they last

Posted on December 5, 2015 by mafalda

In memory of one of the oldest and most intimate of his friends of Edinburgh days, James Walter Ferrier, who died of alcoholism three weeks before, at the same age as RLS, 33. The reference to a Mrs. Leslie is … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson | Tagged affection, angel, blind, companion, crowd, death, Ferrier, friends, Gladstone Terrace, Grant, Henley, Hyères, life, loss, love, mourn, Mrs Leslie, peace, portrait, regret, religion, Robert Louis Stevenson, sharpness, silence, sorrow, suffer, wake, wife, wild, wisdom, work | Leave a comment

The Journals and Private Correspondence of David, King of Israel

Posted on July 2, 2015 by mafalda

The following flight of fancy refers to supposed errors of judgment on the part of an eminent firm of publishers (Cassell’s), with whom RLS had at this time no connection. Very soon afterwards he entered into pleasant relations with them … Continue reading →

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They had at first a human air / In coats and flannel underwear

Posted on February 7, 2015 by mafalda

RLS, Fanny and the 12 year old Lloyd arrived in Liverpool on the City of Chester on August 17, 1880. Accompanied by RLS’s parents, they reached Edinburgh the next day and stayed at the Palace Hotel before leaving for their … Continue reading →

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I think I have travelled with donkeys all my life

Posted on October 13, 2014 by mafalda

This correspondent, the long-lived spinster among Margaret Balfour Stevenson’s sisters (died 1907, aged 91) and well-beloved ‘Auntie’ of a numerousclan of nephews and nieces, is the subject of the set of verses, Auntie’s Skirts, in the Child’s Garden of Verses. … Continue reading →

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The romance ties precisely in the freeing of two spirits from these court intrigues

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Our little lives are moments in the wake of the eternal silence: but how crowded while they last

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The Journals and Private Correspondence of David, King of Israel

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They had at first a human air / In coats and flannel underwear

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I think I have travelled with donkeys all my life

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