Synge was educated privately at schools in Dublin and Bray, and was later to study piano, flute, violin, music theory and counterpoint at the Royal Irish Academy of Music. After graduating, Synge, with plans to be a professional musician went to Germany. He stayed at Coblenz during 1893 before moving to Wurzburg in January 1894. He then abandoned music due to self doubt and a shyness in performing in public and decided to pursue his literary interests, returning to Ireland in June 1894, and thence to Paris the following January to study literature and languages at the Sorbonne. During summer holidays with his family in Dublin, he met and fell in love with Cherrie Matheson, a friend of his cousin and a member of the Plymouth Brethren. He proposed to her in 1895 and again the next year, but she turned him down on both occasions because of their differing religious viewpoints. The rejection was crushing and he determined to spend as much time away from Ireland as possible. In 1896 he visited Italy before returning to Paris. Later that year he met W. B. Yeats, who encouraged Synge to live for a while in the Aran Islands and then return to Dublin and devote himself to creative work. That same year he joined with Yeats, Lady Gregory, and George William Russell to form the Irish National Theatre Society, which later would become the Abbey Theatre. In 1897 Synge suffered his first attack of Hodgkin's disease, a form of untreatable cancer at the time, and also had an enlarged gland removed from his neck. In 1898, he spent his first summer on the Aran Islands and then continued for the next five collecting stories and folklore and perfecting his Irish but continued to live in Paris for the rest of the year. During this period, Synge wrote his first play, When The Moon Has Set. In 1903, Synge left Paris and moved to London. He had written two one-act plays, Riders to the Sea and The Shadow of the Glen the previous year. The Shadow of the Glen was performed at the Molesworth Hall in October 1903. Riders to the Sea was performed at the same venue in February the following year. The play widely regarded as his masterpiece, The Playboy of the Western World, was first performed in the Abbey on 26 January 1907. The comedy attracted a hostile reaction from the Irish public and thereafter a riot ensued. Described as "e;an unmitigated, protracted libel upon Irish peasant men, and worse still upon Irish girlhood"e;. Yeats returned from Scotland to address the crowd on the second night, and decided to call in the police. Press opinion soon turned against the rioters and the protests petered out. Synge died of Hodgkin's disease just weeks short of his 38th birthday on March 24th 1909 trying to complete his last play, Deirdre Of The Sorrows. He was buried in Mount Jerome Graveyard, Harolds Cross, Dublin 6. Many samples of his work can be found at our youtube channel http://www.youtube.com/user/PortablePoetry?feature=mhee Many of these poems are in an audiobook by our sister company and can be purchased from iTunes, Amazon and other digital stores.

If ever a writer needed an introduction Arthur Conan Doyle would not be considered that man. After all, Sherlock Holmes is perhaps the foremost literary detective of any age. Add to this canon his stories of science fiction and his poems, his historical novels, his plays, his political campaigning, his efforts in establishing a Court of Appeal and there is little room for anything else. Except he was also an exceptional writer of short stories of the horrific and macabre. Something very different from what you might expect. Born in Arthur Conan Doyle was born on 22 May 1859 at 11 Picardy Place, Edinburgh, Scotland. From 1876 - 1881 he studied medicine at the University of Edinburgh following which he was employed as a doctor on the Greenland whaler Hope of Peterhead in 1880 and, after his graduation, as a ship's surgeon on the SS Mayumba during a voyage to the West African coast in 1881. Arriving in Portsmouth in June of that year with less than GBP10 (GBP700 today) to his name, he set up a medical practice at 1 Bush Villas in Elm Grove, Southsea. The practice was initially not very successful. While waiting for patients, Conan Doyle again began writing stories and composed his first novel The Mystery of Cloomber. Although he continued to study and practice medicine his career was now firmly set as a writer. And thereafter great works continued to pour out of him.

If ever a writer needed an introduction Arthur Conan Doyle would not be considered that man. After all, Sherlock Holmes is perhaps the foremost literary detective of any age. Add to this canon his stories of science fiction and his poems, his historical novels, his plays, his political campaigning, his efforts in establishing a Court of Appeal and there is little room for anything else. Except he was also an exceptional writer of short stories of the horrific and macabre. Something very different from what you might expect. Born in Arthur Conan Doyle was born on 22 May 1859 at 11 Picardy Place, Edinburgh, Scotland. From 1876 - 1881 he studied medicine at the University of Edinburgh following which he was employed as a doctor on the Greenland whaler Hope of Peterhead in 1880 and, after his graduation, as a ship's surgeon on the SS Mayumba during a voyage to the West African coast in 1881. Arriving in Portsmouth in June of that year with less than GBP10 (GBP700 today) to his name, he set up a medical practice at 1 Bush Villas in Elm Grove, Southsea. The practice was initially not very successful. While waiting for patients, Conan Doyle again began writing stories and composed his first novel The Mystery of Cloomber. Although he continued to study and practice medicine his career was now firmly set as a writer. And thereafter great works continued to pour out of him.

The Dark Lady of the Sonnets is a one-act play by the Irish playwright George Bernard Shaw which centers around the character of the "e;Dark Lady"e; described in William Shakespeare's sonnets. In the preface to the play, Shaw introduces his own audience to the different theories about the actual person to whom the sonnets were devoted, but also if Shakespeare is the actual writer of his works. Shakespeare and Queen Elizabeth themselves are characters in Shaw's rather witty, comic play. Generally, the Dark Lady of the Sonnets is supposed to be an unconventionally-beautiful woman with whom young Shakespeare falls madly in love. When one day he introduces the Lady to one of his favorite friends, a handsome young man of a high social rank, they both betray him by going to bed together. The feeling of being doubly betrayed has greatly affected the English playwright and marked a considerable transformation in his writing career. By and large, Bernard Shaw's work, with its relatively long explanatory preface, touches the interesting mystery of Shakespeare's person and plays which has been much debated by numerous critics throughout the centuries.

John Marston was born to John and Maria Marston nee Guarsi, and baptised on October 7th, 1576 at Wardington, Oxfordshire.Marston entered Brasenose College, Oxford in 1592 and earned his BA in 1594. By 1595, he was in London, living in the Middle Temple. His interests were in poetry and play writing, although his father's will of 1599 hopes that he would not further pursue such vanities.His brief career in literature began with the fashionable genres of erotic epyllion and satire; erotic plays for boy actors to be performed before educated young men and members of the inns of court.In 1598, he published 'The Metamorphosis of Pigmalion's Image and Certaine Satyres', a book of poetry. He also published 'The Scourge of Villanie', in 1598. 'Histriomastix' regarded as his first play was produced 1599. It's performance kicked off an episode in literary history known as the War of the Theatres; a literary feud between Marston, Jonson and Dekker that lasted until 1602.However, the playwrights were later reconciled; Marston wrote a prefatory poem for Jonson's 'Sejanus' in 1605 and dedicated 'The Malcontent' to him. Beyond this episode Marston's career continued to gather both strength, assets and followers. In 1603, he became a shareholder in the Children of Blackfriars company. He wrote and produced two plays with the company. The first was 'The Malcontent' in 1603, his most famous play. His second was 'The Dutch Courtesan', a satire on lust and hypocrisy, in 1604-5.In 1605, he worked with George Chapman and Ben Jonson on 'Eastward Ho', a satire of popular taste and the vain imaginings of wealth to be found in the colony of Virginia.Marston took the theatre world by surprise when he gave up writing plays in 1609 at the age of thirty-three. He sold his shares in the company of Blackfriars. His departure from the literary scene may have been because of further offence he gave to the king. The king suspended performances at Blackfriars and had Marston imprisoned.On 24th September 1609 he was made a deacon and them a priest on 24th December 1609. In October 1616, Marston was assigned the living of Christchurch, Hampshire.He died (accounts vary) on either the 24th or 25th June 1634 in London and was buried in the Middle Temple Church.

Cada uno de los versos están escritos desde la perspectiva de un creyente que confiesa la nueva creación, mientras que se enfrenta a las consecuencias de la caída. La familia, la política, la justicia, el amor, las relaciones humanas, han sido todas manchadas por el error humano, y aunque el Se?or ya ha comenzado su obra de restauración a través del Evangelio, hay mucho camino por recorrer.

Bestselling author and foster carer Casey Watson tells the shocking and deeply moving true story of two sisters who carry a terrible secret. This is a first taste of the ‘Unit’ series: several stories about ‘difficult’ children Casey helped during her time as a behaviour manager at her local comprehensive. Casey doesn’t know what to expect when seventeen-year-old twins Scarlett and Jade join her class. The girls seem grounded but they never leave each other’s side, although there seems to be an underlying tension between them that Casey can’t quite put her finger on. What’s more, Jade has a strong, unpleasant smell about her that further isolates her from the other teenagers. Eager to help the girls, Casey starts digging and finds out that Jade was pregnant and that the girls were taken into care when they were sixteen. But it’s not until a violent argument during class that Casey truly realises the anger the two girls harbour towards the rest of the world. And when Scarlett finally reveals the truth, it suddenly all makes sense. Can Casey find a way to bring Scarlett and Jade closer together? And can she break down Jade’s walls and get the girls the help they have craved since their childhood? Dark, disturbing and heartbreaking, this is a story of two sisters who just needed someone to believe in them.

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From the tear drops of angels. These writings come. These are the tears with-in the tranquilized warmth of our children. From the graceful willows spoken through the eyes of a dream-teller. Soft words dancing naked upon the wedge of feathers, for the people of the world. For with-in the corridors of whispering tears. The children sing to the soft morning mist. For the tenderness of love and happiness. So allow the shadowed moon flowers of our children to eclipse he wings of life around you. Yes these writings are of our children. The most wonderful reflection we will ever know. Illuminating the twinkling of precious memories. So thank the lord of evening prayers, for the gift of a child, is here.

A varied selection of poems, mainly humurous, some serious, but they all rhyme!

From the tear drops of angels. These writings come. These are the tears with-in the tranquilized warmth of our children. From the graceful willows spoken through the eyes of a dream-teller. Soft words dancing naked upon the wedge of feathers, for the people of the world. For with-in the corridors of whispering tears. The children sing to the soft morning mist. For the tenderness of love and happiness. So allow the shadowed moon flowers of our children to eclipse he wings of life around you. Yes these writings are of our children. The most wonderful reflection we will ever know. Illuminating the twinkling of precious memories. So thank the lord of evening prayers, for the gift of a child, is here.

A Buenos Aires-i h?ségben olvad a jégpáncél, amelybe évekkel ezel?tt zártam magam szégyenemben, amiért már nem vagyok fiatal… ?jjel-nappal tangózom! A testemen rég nem látott izmok rajzolódnak ki újra, az arcomról elt?nik a keménység, amellyel egész életemben azt üzentem a világnak, hogy er?s vagyok. Ha egyszer?bben akarnám kifejezni, amit érzek, azt mondanám: itt boldog vagyok! Megengedem magamnak, amit azel?tt soha: k?vetem a férfit, megadóan és feltétel nélkül. Táncolok, érzek, azaz élek! Pár hét alatt fokozatosan hántotta le rólam a rétegeket ez a város. Eleinte csak a h?ség: levettem zárt, hosszú ujjú ruhámat, és felvettem egy ujjatlan, mélyen dekoltáltat. Majd j?tt a meglepetés, hogy tetszem – így, ahogy vagyok! Bátran érezhetem magam megint szépnek, amir?l otthon már leszoktam. Túl az ?tvenen, ujjatlan ruhában, szarkalábakkal a szemem alatt. Ezen a helyen N? vagyok a férfiak szemének tükrében. Buenos Airesben az élet újra felkért egy táncra… ?desanyám k?nyvtáros volt egy vidéki kisvárosban, és iskola után sokat vártam rá a munkahelyén. Egyszer elhatároztam, hogy a teljes gyerekk?nyvtárat végigolvasom, válogatás nélkül. A pár év alatt aztán alaposan ?sszen?ttünk, a k?nyvek és én. Talán nem véletlen, hogy végül magam is az írást választottam hivatásul. 2011-ben végigjártam az El Caminót, ami új fejezetet nyitott az életemben. Egy másik, boldogabb élet kapuja tárult ki el?ttem, amely tele van csodával. Igaz t?rténeteimmel szeretném másoknak is megmutatni, hogy igenis lehet ezt másképpen is…

T?bb mint egy év tel el azóta, hogy hazaértem. Akik kívülr?l néznek, aligha észlelnek kül?n?sebb változást. De nekem már csak k?d?sen rémlik egy n?, aki egykor én voltam, aki mindig felhúzva tartotta a vállát a feszültségt?l, mert másoknak akart megfelelni. Két hónappal hazatértem után eladtam elegáns, nagypolgári lakásomat, és bek?lt?ztem egy kisebbe, szerényebbe. Az autómat lecseréltem egy olcsóbb, alacsonyabb fogyasztásúra. Az addig igénybe vett szolgáltatások nagy részét lemondtam, megváltam a k?ltséges biztosítások t?bbségét?l, a giga-csomagoktól, az ilyen-olyan el?fizetésekt?l, és egy lényegesen egyszer?bb életvitelre rendezkedtem be. A ruháimat is kiválogattam, a felesleget elajándékoztam vagy áruba bocsátottam. Az maradt csak meg, és mindenb?l csak annyi, amire valóban szükségem van. Olykor gyertyával világítok, órákig bámulom, hogyan táncol a láng a s?tétben. Vagy ücs?rg?k a teraszon, és nézem az égboltot, amelynek addig ismeretlen szépségeit az ?ton fedeztem csak fel… Amíg ezt a boldogságot nem éltem át, elképzelni sem tudtam, hogy egyszer úgy fogom gondolni: ha mindenemet elveszíteném, akkor is maradna egy csomó dolog, ami boldoggá tesz. Látom a k?rnyezetemben él?ket, amint fáradtan hajszolnak valamit, amit már megnevezni sem tudok, annyira távolinak t?nik, hogy magam is így éltem. Nem tehetek t?bbet értük, mint hogy elmondom a magam t?rténetét, amely így kezd?dik: van esély! Csak a békességnek el?bb helyet kell készíteni, kell egy nagytakarítás. Amíg a beidegz?dések, el?ítéletek foglalják a helyet, addig a cs?nd nem ver tanyát odabent. Pedig ahhoz, hogy meghalljam a saját hangomat, cs?ndre volt szükség. Ilyen az életem a Camino után.

me, egy zenéldoboz, és benne a táncospár: már halljuk is a monoton muzsikát, amelynek dallamára lassan, szertartásosan, ugyanarra a koreográfiára perdülnek-fordulnak a táncosok. Amikor a dallam lejár, egy láthatatlan kéz újra felhúzza a dobozt a kulccsal, és a férfi és a n végtelen tánca folytatódhat – a szabadulás reménye nélkül. Hiába van az arcukon mosoly, a lelkük, kiváltképpen a né, zilált; rks kzttük a feszültség, és az áldozat sebei talán sohasem gyógyulnak be. Ismers a helyzet Nem véletlenül, hiszen gyakrabban fordul el, mint gondolnánk, hogy társas kapcsolatainkban áldozattá válik az egyik fél, és helyzetébl nemhogy a kiutat nem találja, de sérült nbecsülése folytán azt sem érzékeli: ez nem természetes állapot. RADOS VIRG pszichológiai témájú regénye azt boncolgatja, hogy milyen mélységekig süllyedhet a férfi és n kztti kapcsolat, és trténete lapjain kibomlanak a bántalmazás lélektanának súlyos titkai. A szép és intelligens, ám a szíve mélyén súlyos nbizalomhiánnyal küszkd Kárpáti Anna ügyetlenül csetlik-botlik a partnerkapcsolatok világában. Már-már feladja a társkeresést, amikor találkozik Ferkóval. Eleinte minden szép és jó, de egy napon robban a bomba. Ferkóról kiderül, hogy korántsem az a kedves, szeretetteljes férfi, akinek addig mutatta magát, hanem rideg, goromba, erszakos ember. Szinte nap mint nap szóval és tettel, lelkileg és fizikailag bántalmazza Annát. mégsem tud hátat fordítani neki, ellenkezleg: egyre mélyebbre merül a kapcsolatba, remélve, hogy a férfi megváltozik a kedvéért. Van-e kiút ebbl az rdgi krbl Mi minden trténik Annával, amíg ráébred: saját testi és lelki épsége érdekében ki kell lépnie az életét megkeserít, egészségtelen viszonyból Vajon sikerül-e neki Mi, olvasóként végigkísérhetjük a táncát”; tanúi lehetünk, ahogyan – az t megillet támogatással – sikerül megtalálnia nmagát… A mben a trténet és a szereplk is kitaláltak. Bármilyen hasonlóság valóságos eseményekkel vagy személyekkel csupán a véletlen mve.

Klotho

Udvari t?rténet

Laurella megcsókolt

Egy szív pusztulása

Mendemondák

Henry Fielding was born at Sharpham Park, near Glastonbury, in Somerset on April 22nd 1707. His early years were spent on his parents' farm in Dorset before being educated at Eton.An early romance ended disastrously and with it his removal to London and the beginnings of a glittering literary career; he published his first play, at age 21, in 1728.He was prolific, sometimes writing six plays a year, but he did like to poke fun at the authorities. His plays were thought to be the final straw for the authorities in their attempts to bring in a new law. In 1737 The Theatrical Licensing Act was passed. At a stroke political satire was almost impossible. Fielding was rendered mute. Any playwright who was viewed with suspicion by the Government now found an audience difficult to find and therefore Theatre owners now toed the Government line.Fielding was practical with the circumstances and ironically stopped writing to once again take up his career in the practice of law and became a barrister after studying at Middle Temple. By this time he had married Charlotte Craddock, his first wife, and they would go on to have five children. Charlotte died in 1744 but was immortalised as the heroine in both Tom Jones and Amelia.Fielding was put out by the success of Samuel Richardson's Pamela, or Virtue Rewarded. His reaction was to spur him into writing a novel. In 1741 his first novel was published; the successful Shamela, an anonymous parody of Richardson's novel.Undoubtedly the masterpiece of Fielding's career was the novel Tom Jones, published in 1749. It is a wonderfully and carefully constructed picaresque novel following the convoluted and hilarious tale of how a foundling came into a fortune.Fielding was a consistent anti-Jacobite and a keen supporter of the Church of England. This led to him now being richly rewarded with the position of London's Chief Magistrate. Fielding continued to write and his career both literary and professional continued to climb.In 1749 he joined with his younger half-brother John, to help found what was the nascent forerunner to a London police force, the Bow Street Runners. Fielding's ardent commitment to the cause of justice in the 1750s unfortunately coincided with a rapid deterioration in his health. Such was his decline that in the summer of 1754 he travelled, with Mary and his daughter, to Portugal in search of a cure. Gout, asthma, dropsy and other afflictions forced him to use crutches. His health continued to fail alarmingly.Henry Fielding died in Lisbon two months later on October 8th, 1754.

Eugene Gladstone O'Neill was born on October 16, 1888 in a hotel bedroom in what is now Times Square, New York. Much of his childhood was spent in the comfort of books at boarding schools whilst his actor father was on the road and his Mother contended with her own demons. He spent only a year at University - Princeton - and various reasons have been given for his departure. However whatever his background and education denied or added to his development it is agreed amongst all that he was a playwright of the first rank and possibly America's greatest. His introduction of realism into American drama was instrumental in its development and paved a path for many talents thereafter. Of course his winning of both the Pulitzer Prize (4 times) and the Nobel Prize are indicative of his status. His more famous and later works do side with the disillusionment and personal tragedy of those on the fringes of society but continue to build upon ideas and structures he incorporated in his early one act plays. Eugene O'Neill suffered from various health problems, mainly depression and alcoholism. In the last decade he also faced a Parkinson's like tremor in his hands which made writing increasingly difficult. But out of such difficulties came plays of the calibre of The Iceman Cometh, Long Day's Journey Into Night, and A Moon for the Misbegotten. Eugene O'Neill died in Room 401 of the Sheraton Hotel on Bay State Road in Boston, on November 27, 1953, at the age of 65. As he was dying, he whispered his last words: "e;I knew it. I knew it. Born in a hotel room and died in a hotel room."e;