tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38083040966929756582024-03-12T20:05:37.132-07:00Sterne &c.lkmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16733408194720905519noreply@blogger.comBlogger92125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808304096692975658.post-20318976047968938402017-03-14T10:25:00.002-07:002017-03-14T10:25:38.839-07:00Motley emblem<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Old Standard TT"; font-size: 15.4px;">"(The motley emblem of my work!)" marbled full page in: </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Old Standard TT"; font-size: 15.4px;">La vita e le opinioni di Tristram Shandy, gentiluomo</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Old Standard TT"; font-size: 15.4px;"> Garzanti Editore, 1983.</span>lkmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16733408194720905519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808304096692975658.post-47798916460943212062017-02-27T01:10:00.000-08:002017-02-27T01:10:07.229-08:00Pagina nera cont.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Old Standard TT"; font-size: 15.4px;">And on page 33 the rest of the black page follows. " Ahimè, povero Yorick!. </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Old Standard TT"; font-size: 15.4px;">La vita e le opinioni di Tristram Shandy, gentiluomo</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Old Standard TT"; font-size: 15.4px;"> Garzanti Editore, 1983.</span>lkmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16733408194720905519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808304096692975658.post-9053603913582493622017-02-25T11:24:00.000-08:002017-02-25T11:24:02.293-08:00Pagina nera<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The black page in: <i>La vita e le opinioni di Tristram Shandy, gentiluomo</i> Garzanti Editore, 1983.lkmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16733408194720905519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808304096692975658.post-23387940981885229922017-02-23T01:01:00.002-08:002017-02-23T01:01:34.888-08:00Lorenzo Sterne<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">Italianization of the authors name in the foreword to </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;"><i>Viaggio Sentimentale di Yorick Lungo la Francia e l'Italia </i>Valentino Bompiani Editore. Rome, 1944</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">—XXII</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">Even that Yorick didn't reached Rome — The book did. (and Sterne did). <i>Viaggio Sentimentale di Yorick Lungo la Francia e l'Italia </i>Valentino Bompiani Editore. Rome, 1944</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">—XXII</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">. In a small bookstore in Via della Lungaretta, Trastevere. </span>lkmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16733408194720905519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808304096692975658.post-1323547653424741702017-02-16T09:48:00.000-08:002017-02-16T09:49:15.651-08:00"Z———ds!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">— Why on earth, do they fill the subways in Lisbon with heavy smoke? </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">— we cried out, when we arrived at the Rato subway. </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">— Ascending the stairs, reaching the daylight, we then learnt that on nearly every corner in this city, there are placed a small wagon with a huge chimney</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> used for roasting chestnuts: </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="firstword" style="font-variant-caps: small-caps; font-variant-numeric: normal;">"Zounds!</span><br />——————Z———ds! cried <i>Phutatorius</i>, partly to himself——and yet high enough to be heard—and what seemed odd, ’twas uttered in a construction of look, and in a tone of voice, somewhat between that of a man in amazement and one in bodily pain.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">One or two who had very nice ears, and could distinguish the expression and mixture of the two tones as plainly as a <i>third</i> or a <i>fifth</i>, or any other chord in musick—were the most puzzled and perplexed with it—the concord was good in itself—but then ’twas quite out of the key, and no way applicable to the subject started;——so that with all their knowledge, they could not tell what in the world to make of it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Others who knew nothing of musical expression, and merely lent their ears to the plain import of the <i>word</i>, imagined that <i>Phutatorius</i>, who was somewhat of a cholerick spirit, was just </span><span class="pagenum" style="position: absolute; right: 25.4531px; text-align: right;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: inherit;">going to snatch the cudgels out of <i>Didius’s</i> hands, in order to bemaul <i>Yorick</i> to some purpose—and that the desperate monosyllable Z———ds was the exordium to an oration, which, as they judged from the sample, presaged but a rough kind of handling of him; so that my uncle <i>Toby’s</i> good-nature felt a pang for what <i>Yorick</i> was about to undergo. But seeing <i>Phutatorius</i> stop short, without any attempt or desire to go on—a third party began to suppose, that it was no more than an involuntary respiration, casually forming itself into the shape of a twelve-penny oath—without the sin or substance of one.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Others, and especially one or two who sat next him, looked upon it on the contrary as a real and substantial oath, propensly formed against <i>Yorick</i>, to whom he was known to bear no good liking—which said oath, as my father philosophized upon it, actually lay fretting and fuming at that very time in the upper regions of <i>Phutatorius’s</i> purtenance; and so was naturally, and according to the due course of things, first squeezed out by the sudden influx of blood which was driven into the right ventricle of <i>Phutatorius’s</i> heart, by the stroke of surprize which so strange a theory of preaching had excited.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">How finely we argue upon mistaken facts!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">There was not a soul busied in all these various reasonings upon the monosyllable which <i>Phutatorius</i> uttered——who did not take this for granted, proceeding upon it as from an axiom, namely, that <i>Phutatorius’s</i> mind was intent upon the subject of debate which was arising between <i>Didius</i> and <i>Yorick</i>; and indeed as he looked first towards the one and then towards the other, with the air of a man listening to what was going forwards—who would not have thought the same? But the truth was, that <i>Phutatorius</i> knew not one word or one syllable of what was passing—but his whole thoughts and attention were taken up with a transaction which was going forwards at that very instant within the precincts of his own <i>Galligaskins</i>, and in a part of them, where of all others he stood most interested to watch accidents: So that notwithstanding he looked with all the attention in the world, and had gradually skrewed up every nerve and muscle in his face, to the utmost pitch the instrument would bear, in order, as it was thought, to give a sharp reply to <i>Yorick</i>, who sat over-against him——yet, I say, was <i>Yorick</i> never once in any one domicile of <i>Phutatorius’s</i> brain——but the true cause of his exclamation lay at least a yard below.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">This I will endeavour to explain to you with all imaginable decency.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">You must be informed then, that <i>Gastripheres</i>, who had taken a turn into the kitchen a little before dinner, to see how things went on—observing a wicker-basket of fine chesnuts standing upon the dresser, had ordered that a hundred or two of them might be roasted and sent in, as soon as dinner was over——<i>Gastripheres</i> inforcing his orders about them, that <i>Didius</i>, but <i>Phutatorius</i> especially, were particularly fond of ’em.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">About two minutes before the time that my uncle <i>Toby</i> interrupted <i>Yorick’s</i> harangue—<i>Gastripheres’s</i> chesnuts were brought in—and as <i>Phutatorius’s</i>fondness for ’em was uppermost in the waiter’s head, he laid them directly before <i>Phutatorius</i>, wrapt up hot in a clean damask napkin.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Now whether it was physically impossible, with half a dozen hands all thrust into the napkin at a time—but that some one chesnut, of more life and rotundity than the rest, must be put in motion—it so fell out, however, that one was actually sent rolling off the table; and as <i>Phutatorius</i> sat straddling under——it fell perpendicularly into that particular aperture of <i>Phutatorius’s</i> breeches, for which, to the shame and indelicacy of our language be it spoke, there is no chaste word throughout all <i>Johnson’s</i> dictionary——let it suffice to say——it was that particular aperture which, in all good societies, the laws of decorum do strictly require, like the temple of <i>Janus</i> (in peace at least) to be universally shut up.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The neglect of this punctilio in <i>Phutatorius</i> (which by the bye should be a warning to all mankind) had opened a door to this <span class="locked" style="white-space: nowrap;">accident.——</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Accident I call it, in compliance to a received mode of speaking———but in no opposition to the opinion either of <i>Acrites</i> or <i>Mythogeras</i> in this matter; I know they were both prepossessed and fully persuaded of it—and are so to this hour, That there was nothing of accident in the whole event——but that the chesnut’s taking that particular course and in a manner of its own accord—and then falling with all its heat directly into that one particular place, and no other——was a real judgment upon <i>Phutatorius</i>, for that filthy and obscene treatise <i>de Concubinis retinendis</i>, which <i>Phutatorius</i> had published about twenty years ago——and was that identical week going to give the world a second edition of.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">It is not my business to dip my pen in this controversy——much undoubtedly may be wrote on both sides of the question—all that concerns me as an historian, is to represent the matter of fact, and render it credible to the reader, that the hiatus in </span><span class="pagenum" style="position: absolute; right: 25.4531px; text-align: right;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>Phutatorius’s</i> breeches was sufficiently wide to receive the chesnut;——and that the chesnut, somehow or other, did fall perpendicularly and piping hot into it, without <i>Phutatorius’s</i> perceiving it, or any one else at that time.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The genial warmth which the chesnut imparted, was not undelectable for the first twenty or five-and-twenty seconds——and did no more than gently solicit <i>Phutatorius’s</i> attention towards the part:———But the heat gradually increasing, and in a few seconds more getting beyond the point of all sober pleasure, and then advancing with all speed into the regions of pain, the soul of <i>Phutatorius</i>, together with all his ideas, his thoughts, his attention, his imagination, judgment, resolution, deliberation, ratiocination, memory, fancy, with ten battalions of animal spirits, all tumultuously crowded down, through different defiles and circuits, to the place of danger, leaving all his upper regions, as you may imagine, as empty as my purse.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">With the best intelligence which all these messengers could bring him back, <i>Phutatorius</i> was not able to dive into the secret of what was going forwards below, nor could he make any kind of conjecture, what the devil was the matter with it: However, as he knew not what the true cause might turn out, he deemed it most prudent, in the situation he was in at present, to bear it, if possible, like a Stoick; which, with the help of some wry faces and compursions of the mouth, he had certainly accomplished, had his imagination continued neuter;——but the sallies of the imagination are ungovernable in things of this kind—a thought instantly darted into his mind, that tho’ the anguish had the sensation of glowing heat—it might, notwithstanding that, be a bite as well as a burn; and if so, that possibly a <i>Newt</i> or an <i>Asker</i>, or some such detested reptile, had crept up, and was fastening his teeth——the horrid idea of which, with a fresh glow of pain arising that instant from the chesnut, seized <i>Phutatorius</i> with a sudden panick, and in the first terrifying disorder of the passion, it threw him, as it has done the best generals upon earth, quite off his guard:——the effect of which was this, that he leapt incontinently up, uttering as he rose that interjection of surprise so much descanted upon, with the aposiopestic break after it, marked thus, Z———ds—which, though not strictly canonical, was still as little as any man could have said upon the occasion;———and which, by the bye, whether canonical or not, <i>Phutatorius</i> could no more help than he could the cause of it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Though this has taken up some time in the narrative, it took </span><span class="pagenum" style="position: absolute; right: 25.4531px; text-align: right;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: inherit;">up little more time in the transaction, than just to allow for <i>Phutatorius</i> to draw forth the chesnut, and throw it down with violence upon the floor—and for <i>Yorick</i> to rise from his chair, and pick the chesnut up.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">It is curious to observe the triumph of slight incidents over the mind:——What incredible weight they have in forming and governing our opinions, both of men and things——that trifles, light as air, shall waft a belief into the soul, and plant it so immoveably within it——that <i>Euclid’s</i> demonstrations, could they be brought to batter it in breach, should not all have power to overthrow it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>Yorick</i>, I said, picked up the chesnut which <i>Phutatorius’s</i> wrath had flung down——the action was trifling——I am ashamed to account for it—he did it, for no reason, but that he thought the chesnut not a jot worse for the adventure—and that he held a good chesnut worth stooping for.———But this incident, trifling as it was, wrought differently in <i>Phutatorius’s</i> head: He considered this act of <i>Yorick’s</i> in getting off his chair and picking up the chesnut, as a plain acknowledgment in him, that the chesnut was originally his—and in course, that it must have been the owner of the chesnut, and no one else, who could have played him such a prank with it: What greatly confirmed him in this opinion, was this, that the table being parallelogramical and very narrow, it afforded a fair opportunity for <i>Yorick</i>, who sat directly over against <i>Phutatorius</i>, of slipping the chesnut in——and consequently that he did it. The look of something more than suspicion, which <i>Phutatorius</i> cast full upon <i>Yorick</i> as these thoughts arose, too evidently spoke his opinion——and as <i>Phutatorius</i> was naturally supposed to know more of the matter than any person besides, his opinion at once became the general one;——and for a reason very different from any which have been yet given——in a little time it was put out of all manner of dispute.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">When great or unexpected events fall out upon the stage of this sublunary world——the mind of man, which is an inquisitive kind of substance, naturally takes a flight behind the scenes to see what is the cause and first spring of them.—The search was not long in this instance.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">It was well known that <i>Yorick</i> had never a good opinion of the treatise which <i>Phutatorius</i> had wrote <i>de Concubinis retinendis</i>, as a thing which he feared had done hurt in the world——and ’twas easily found out, that there was a mystical meaning in <i>Yorick’s</i> prank—and that his chucking the chesnut hot into </span><span class="pagenum" style="position: absolute; right: 25.4531px; text-align: right;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>Phutatorius’s</i> ***——*****, was a sarcastical fling at his book—the doctrines of which, they said, had enflamed many an honest man in the same place.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">This conceit awaken’d <i>Somnolentus</i>——made <i>Agelastes</i> smile——and if you can recollect the precise look and air of a man’s face intent in finding out a riddle———it threw <i>Gastripheres’s</i> into that form—and in short was thought by many to be a master-stroke of arch-wit.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">This, as the reader has seen from one end to the other, was as groundless as the dreams of philosophy: <i>Yorick</i>, no doubt, as <i>Shakespeare</i> said of his ancestor———“<i>was a man of jest</i>,” but it was temper’d with something which withheld him from that, and many other ungracious pranks, of which he as undeservedly bore the blame;—but it was his misfortune all his life long to bear the imputation of saying and doing a thousand things, of which (unless my esteem blinds me) his nature was incapable. All I blame him for——or rather, all I blame and alternately like him for, was that singularity of his temper, which would never suffer him to take pains to set a story right with the world, however in his power. In every ill usage of that sort, he acted precisely as in the affair of his lean horse——he could have explained it to his honour, but his spirit was above it; and besides, he ever looked upon the inventor, the propagator and believer of an illiberal report alike so injurious to him—he could not stoop to tell his story to them—and so trusted to time and truth to do it for him.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">This heroic cast produced him inconveniences in many respects—in the present it was followed by the fixed resentment of <i>Phutatorius</i>, who, as <i>Yorick</i> had just made an end of his chesnut, rose up from his chair a second time, to let him know it—which indeed he did with a smile; saying only—that he would endeavour not to forget the obligation.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">But you must mark and carefully separate and distinguish these two things in your mind.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">in: </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15.4px;"><i>A Vida e Opiniões de Tristram Shandy, </i></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Old Standard TT"; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="font-size: 15.4px;">Antígona, 1997.</span></span>lkmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16733408194720905519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808304096692975658.post-16124577952609939252017-02-08T02:25:00.000-08:002017-02-09T01:45:51.863-08:00Rhinoplasty<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="firstword" style="font-variant-caps: small-caps; font-variant-numeric: normal;">When</span> <i>Trim</i> came in and told my father, that Dr. <i>Slop</i> was in the kitchen, and busy in making a bridge—my uncle <i>Toby</i>——the affair of the jack-boots having just then raised a train of military ideas in his brain——took it instantly for granted that Dr. <i>Slop</i> was making a model of the marquis <i>d’Hôpital’s</i> bridge.——’Tis very obliging in him, quoth my uncle <i>Toby</i>;—pray give my humble service to Dr. <i>Slop</i>, <i>Trim</i>, and tell him I thank him heartily.<br />
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Had my uncle <i>Toby’s</i> head been a <i>Savoyard’s</i> box, and my father peeping in all the time at one end of it——it could not have given him a more distinct conception of the operations of my uncle <i>Toby’s</i> imagination, than what he had; so, notwithstanding the catapulta and battering-ram, and his bitter imprecation about them, he was just beginning to <span class="locked" style="white-space: nowrap;">triumph——</span></div>
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——<span class="firstword" style="font-variant-caps: small-caps; font-variant-numeric: normal;">This</span> unfortunate draw-bridge of yours, quoth my father——God bless your honour, cried <i>Trim</i>, ’tis a bridge for master’s <span class="pagenum" style="font-size: smaller; position: absolute; right: 25.4531px; text-align: right;"><br /></span>nose.——In bringing him into the world with his vile instruments, he has crushed his nose, <i>Susannah</i> says, as flat as a pancake to his face, and he is making a false bridge with a piece of cotton and a thin piece of whalebone out of <i>Susannah’s</i> stays, to raise it up.</div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: inherit;">"——And pray, good woman, after all, will you take upon you to say, it may not be the child’s hip, as well as the child’s head?———’Tis most certainly the head, replied the midwife. Because, continued Dr. Slop (turning to my father) as positive as these old ladies generally are—’tis a point very difficult to know—and yet of the greatest consequence to be known;——because, Sir, if the hip is mistaken for the head—there is a possibility (if it is a boy) that the forceps * * * * * * "</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-size: 15.4px;">But the cover illustration? </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-size: 15.4px;">— is this also a upside down? </span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-size: 15.4px;">— And where is the instrument </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-size: 15.4px;">— the new invented ultra modern <i>forceps</i> of Dr. Slop?</span>lkmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16733408194720905519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808304096692975658.post-86692595937323973512017-01-28T10:26:00.002-08:002017-01-28T12:37:55.786-08:00Letra Livre<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">—</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">"But try perhaps the "Letra Livre" in </span><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;">Calçada do Combro said an </span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="font-size: 15.4px;">antiquarian in one of the </span></span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt";"><span style="font-size: 15.4px;">Livrarias </span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">— and indeed, yes a </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15.4px;">portuguese edition </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">— </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15.4px;"><i>A Vida e Opiniões de Tristram Shandy</i></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15.4px;"><i> </i>in two volumes published by </span><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-size: 15.4px;">Antígona in 1997 </span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">— </span><span style="color: #222222; font-size: 15.4px;">was present on the shelf at </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Letra Livre</span><span style="color: #222222; font-size: 15.4px;">. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">While turning Lisbon upside down </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: justify;">— </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">in the hope to find</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;"> </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Old Standard TT"; font-size: 15.4px;">A Vida e Opiniões de Tristram Shandy </i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">—</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">we took the opportunity to visit Museu Berardo in Belem and see </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">Asger Jorn's </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">painting </span><i style="color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">Varens Offer</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; text-align: justify;">— quite upside down.</span>lkmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16733408194720905519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808304096692975658.post-53704010259154691522017-01-25T10:47:00.003-08:002017-01-25T10:47:48.752-08:00*<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">In Lisbon searching for </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Old Standard TT"; font-size: 15.4px;">A Vida e Opiniões de Tristram Shandy</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="font-family: "old standard tt";"><i>, </i></span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">— </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">thinking we might as well been looking for the </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">Jew's widow </i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">with the same luck <span style="font-size: 15.4px;">—</span> we had the luck to find </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">a beautiful * </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">in the pavement of <i>Parque Eduardo VII</i>.</span>lkmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16733408194720905519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808304096692975658.post-23136203952048153152017-01-22T09:49:00.000-08:002017-01-22T09:49:31.330-08:00"— Não senhor...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt";"><span style="font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="background-color: white;">...I</span>nfelizmente" was the polite answer from many of Lisbons antiquarians</span></span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt";"> on the introducing question: "Do you have a copy of the portuguese edition of </span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>A Vida e Opiniões de Tristram Shandy</i></span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"><i> </i>? ...Obrigada"</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt";"><span style="font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px;">—("And if we did have a copy; what on earth would you do with Tristram Shandy in portuguese, when your portuguese obviously are so poorly?) c</span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15.4px;">ould the following part of the answer</span></span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"> very well have been.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">Perhaps a</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">pfelstrudel </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">— or mucus </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">— </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">in </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">Leben und Meinungen von Tristram Shandy, Gentleman</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">, Universal-Bibliotek Nr. 1441 [8], Philipp Reclam Jun. Stuttgart, 1982. </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">— This beautiful very compressed yellow edition of Tristram Shandy was found at the "flohmarkt" at Mauerpark, Berlin, </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">— </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">in a 1.5 meters yellow row of other </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">— also great </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">titles </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">—</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">in the Reclam series. </span>lkmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16733408194720905519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808304096692975658.post-90950510754929107262016-04-29T05:04:00.000-07:002016-04-29T05:04:00.442-07:00!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Old Standard TT'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">Readers exclamation mark </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">in </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">Leben und Ansichten von Tristram Shandy, Gentleman</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">, Galiani Verlag, Berlin 2015. Copy at the Amerika-Gedenkbibliothek in Berlin. Stamped: "Pflicht Exemplar ZLB - Zentral- und Landesbibliothek Berlin" and the annotation: "L432 Ster 50 h" in pencil on titlepage.</span>lkmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16733408194720905519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808304096692975658.post-11239428395445624502016-04-28T01:32:00.000-07:002016-04-28T01:32:17.378-07:00*<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">Lots of * in </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">Leben und Meinungen von Tristram Shandy Gentleman</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">, Insel Verlag, Berlin 2013. Copy at the Amerika-Gedenkbibliothek in Berlin. Stamped: "Pflicht Exemplar ZLB - Zentral- und Landesbibliothek Berlin" on titlepage.</span><br />
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lkmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16733408194720905519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808304096692975658.post-60221995745185294212016-04-26T02:20:00.001-07:002016-04-26T02:20:13.217-07:00Nur Ihre eigene Phantasie...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">Printed frame for the readers drawing in </span><i style="color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">Leben und Meinungen von Tristram Shandy Gentleman</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">, Insel Verlag, Berlin 2013. Copy at the Amerika-Gedenkbibliothek in Berlin. Stamped: "Pflicht Exemplar ZLB - Zentral- und Landesbibliothek Berlin" on titlepage. </span>lkmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16733408194720905519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808304096692975658.post-9151510700877238582016-04-25T02:51:00.000-07:002016-04-25T03:35:47.522-07:00Double Black<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">Spread with two black pages in <i>Leben und Meinungen von Tristram Shandy Gentleman</i>, Insel Verlag, Berlin 2013. Copy at the Amerika-Gedenkbibliothek in Berlin. Stamped: "Pflicht Exemplar ZLB - Zentral- und Landesbibliothek Berlin" on titlepage. </span>lkmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16733408194720905519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808304096692975658.post-74878996479792921382016-04-20T04:07:00.000-07:002016-04-20T04:07:40.392-07:00Shandy on Air<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">There is still time for the world </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">— until 24th. april </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">— </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">to listen to the BBC4 Program (</span><a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b0418phf" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b0418phf</a> <span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">) where Melvyn Bragg with his guests Judith Hawly, John Mullan and Judith Newbould </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">takes us on vividly digressive tour through Sterne and Shandy. </span>lkmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16733408194720905519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808304096692975658.post-36305778436769304172016-03-23T16:51:00.001-07:002016-03-23T16:51:43.460-07:00Shandylicious<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Old Standard TT'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">Flourish line in: </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Old Standard TT'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">. No. 40 in 'The World's Classics', Oxford University Press, 1966. Potlatch from our new neighbour <a href="https://da-dk.facebook.com/kaelderantikvariatet">Kælderantikvariatet</a>. The antiquarian told us a memory from his time as a page at the Main Library in Århus; </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">—</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;"> in a copy of an english edition of 'Tristram Shandy' in the library, was written in pencil on the titlepage: "Shandylicious!"</span>lkmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16733408194720905519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808304096692975658.post-74085585168484953352016-03-19T12:01:00.000-07:002016-03-19T12:01:25.727-07:00The Plot Lines<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">in </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">Das Leben und die Ansichten Tristram Shandys</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;"> Neue Epikon Reihe, Paul List Verlag, Leipzig 1964</span>lkmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16733408194720905519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808304096692975658.post-90931018664895607242016-03-14T08:59:00.000-07:002016-03-14T08:59:48.363-07:00The Plot Lines<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">in: </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;"><i>The Life and Opinions of </i></span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Old Standard TT'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">Tristram Shandy, Gentleman. </i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">By the Rev. Laurence Sterne, M.A. </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'old standard tt'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">Printed in Leipzig 1849.</span>lkmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16733408194720905519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808304096692975658.post-44390220309577413062016-03-12T03:03:00.000-08:002016-03-12T09:51:11.066-08:00Black Hair<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">A black hair in </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Old Standard TT'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">Tristram Shandys levned og meninger</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;"> <span style="font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">(Borgen, 2004) 2. danish edition</span>. </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">Copy at Vanløse Bibliotek </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">—</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;"> </span>Reminds us of the story about the librarian Timothy Ryback, who in the remains of Hitler’s private library <span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">—</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;"> </span>located at the Library of Congress in Washington DC <span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">—</span> between page 160 and 161 in <i>Berlins Aufstieg zu Weltstadt,</i> 1929 <span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px; text-align: justify;">— </span>finds "a wiry inch-long black hair that appears to be from a moustache".lkmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16733408194720905519noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808304096692975658.post-38401607900465911282016-03-10T10:12:00.000-08:002016-03-10T10:13:25.606-08:00Thumb<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="s1" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">Thumb in: </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Old Standard TT'; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;">Tristram Shandys levned og meninger</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "old standard tt"; font-size: 15.4px; line-height: 21.56px;"> 1st. danish ed. (Borgen, 1976). Copy at Bibliotekshuset Rhodosvej, Amager.</span>lkmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16733408194720905519noreply@blogger.com0