Yeah, Art Brut's "Rusted Guns of Milan" is pretty amazing. Best impotence song ever? Maybe. J T. <div>On 5/13/06, joanna <<a href="mailto:123hop@comcast.net"> 123hop@comcast.net</a>> wrote:<blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="border-left: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0pt 0pt 0pt 0.8ex; padding-left: 1ex;"><div> <div> He was a precocious, talented libertine. Some argue that the language had reached such a pitch of perfection by his time that Rochester could not but lisp in verse. But I think he really was a first rate poet doing his best in a blighted time. But the philosophy he espouses, is nothing new -- the vanity of man, which expresses itself through bondage to the senses, overreliance on logic/reason, and foolish imagination. As for the capitalization. I know it was firmly in place by the 18th century -- capitalizing nouns. (Further evidence of our mistaking ideas for things, perhaps.) Carrol could probably enlighten us as to why we see it in the 17th. with Rochester. <a href="http://www.druidic.org/roc-bio.htm" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)">http://www.druidic.org/roc-bio.htm</a> </div><div> Joanna</div><div> ravi wrote: <blockquote type="cite" cite="http://mid4465E17C.4080300@exitleft.org"> <pre>At around 12/5/06 5:48 pm, Jerry Monaco wrote: </pre> <blockquote type="cite"> <pre>On 5/12/06, Carrol Cox <a href="mailto:cbcox@ilstu.edu" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"><cbcox@ilstu.edu></a> wrote: </pre> <blockquote type="cite"> <pre> The Imperfect Enjoyment John Wilmot, Earl of Rochester </pre> </blockquote> <pre>Oh, this is just too good! For anyone interested some of the Second Earl of Rochester's poems can be found here. <a href="http://www.poeforward.com/poetrycorner/wilmot/poems.htm" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"> http://www.poeforward.com/poetrycorner/wilmot/poems.htm</a> </pre> </blockquote> <pre>What is this vacuous nonsense? Here I quote from one of his pieces titled "A Satyre [sic] Against Mankind": </pre> <blockquote type="cite"> <pre> His senses are too gross; and he'll contrive A sixth, to contradict the other five; And before certain instinct will prefer Reason, which fifty times for one does err. Reason, an ignis fatuus of the mind, Which leaving light of nature, sense, behind, Pathless and dangerous wand'ring ways it takes, Through Error's fenny bogs and thorny brakes; Whilst the misguided follower climbs with pain Mountains of whimseys, heaped in his own brain; </pre> </blockquote> <pre>What is with the complicated language to make a silly point about Reason? And what's with the uppercase 'R'? Some sort of pre-pomo? And once you strip the fancy language and unnecessary Latin, what is left? Is it even correct about 'reason'? Turns out not. As Richard Dawkins [more politely] said of Keats. What a waste of time reading this sort of stuff. Nothing I have read so far about him makes me think he is worth my time! Was this guy a Nazi by any chance? --ravi (do I need a smiley?) P.S: Jerry, you are a good sport, and I still owe you some responses. Interesting poems by the way... though I never quite learnt how to read poetry :-(. But the segments of Hölderlin that I have had a chance to read (thanks to guess who?) were beautiful, even to my untrained eye/mind. </pre> </blockquote> </div><div></div> </div> ___________________________________ <a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://mailman.lbo-talk.org/mailman/listinfo/lbo-talk" target="_blank">http://mailman.lbo-talk.org/mailman/listinfo/lbo-talk </a> </blockquote></div> -- J T. Ramsay 1626 S. 2nd St. #2 Philadelphia, PA 19148 cell: 267 252 0852 <a href="http://blackmailismylife.com/blog">blackmailismylife.com/blog</a> [NEW!]