They didn't think so much in terms of brands those days. There was a plethora of small manufacturers, whose products were individually distributed. It's like watches: in museums, one encounters many minor/unheard of brands of Swiss watches.
Well, Wilde didn’t write hundreds of poems, it the ones he did are heberallu quite good. Requiescat is probably his #1. Sphinx is a top ten poem, IMHO, but Garden of Eros is “better”.more rare thing: In general I am not into poems, but "Sphinx" and "Requiescat" speak to me. Though I must admit I always thought of cats when reading the poem.
Wow. My grammar and spelling on this one is pathetic. Need to remember not to post when tired/wee hours.Well, Wilde didn’t write hundreds of poems, it the ones he did are heberallu quite good. Requiescat is probably his #1. Sphinx is a top ten poem, IMHO, but Garden of Eros is “better”.
Importantly his “A Villanelle” shows his unique ability and creative genius to even write a 19 line poem consisting of two rhymes throughout (there are some more “rules” about villanelles but I don’t recall all offhand, nevertheless, quite a challenge to write a good one. (A sonnet is a 14 line poem written I iambic pentameter; villanelle is much harder. Anyway, good on you for enjoying his literary works.
Short and meaningful while getting pentameters and hexameters right is indeed an achievement.Importantly his “A Villanelle” shows his unique ability and creative genius to even write a 19 line poem consisting of two rhymes throughout (there are some more “rules” about villanelles but I don’t recall all offhand, nevertheless, quite a challenge to write a good one. (A sonnet is a 14 line poem written I iambic pentameter; villanelle is much harder. Anyway, good on you for enjoying his literary works.
Wilde was in Newgate prison for a couple of days at the start of his sentence. It must have been horrendous, Newgate was in use for over 700 years and demolished in 1904.The account is sad to me, really.
I didn't really expect to learn this much about Wilde through his shaving.
I am sure there is a biography on him out there somewhere, but this thread has become quite interesting. WOrking backward from the end of his life in 1900....Wilde was in Newgate prison for a couple of days at the start of his sentence. It must have been horrendous, Newgate was in use for over 700 years and demolished in 1904.
When he was moved to Pentonville he was passed fit for hard labour and put on the prison treadmill for six hours a day. After four days he suffered a breakdown.
He was eventually transferred to Wandsworth prison, which I don’t think was much better at that time.
The Cat o’ Nine Tails was used at Pentonville up until the 1950s, and at Wandsworth up until the 1960s.
Many years ago, when I lived in London for a while, I had the opportunity to attend a performance of “The Importance of Being Earnest” by the National Theater at the Barbican. On that occasion I asked myself how they would translate the title into Portuguese, since they needed a masculine first name that was also an adjective. I researched and discovered that there was a version of the play in Portuguese with the title: A Importancia de Ser Prudente (which in addition to the adjective prudent is also a Portuguese first name)…For some reason, my posting (?) was quoted even though I never mentioned Brearley, though, yes, he was a famous British metallurgist. (Harry Brearley - Wikipedia - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harry_Brearley). He *is* credited with, as Wikipedia writes "the invention of "rustless steel" (later to be called "stainless steel" in the anglophone world). HOWEVER, I never stated (his name) nor that he worked for Wilkinson. I wish I had bookmarked the article (agree that doesn't mean it is true just because it's on the internet) that discussed the Wilkinson company (source needed) was involved in manufacturing weapons and one of its workers (inventor--once more, genuinely forgetting his name) came up with a rust-free gun barrel.
However, rust-free stainless steel goes to Brearley. (And NO, no mention of Norman Wilkinson (coincidental name) who served in the Royal Navy in WW I.). The History of Stainless Steel | Great Plains Stainless - https://www.gpss.com/history-of-stainless-steel/#:~:text=Rustless%20Steel,barrels%20of%20the%20British%20army : "Harry Brearley invented the first true stainless steel in 1913. He added 12.8% chromium to iron, and produced a metal that he found was resistant to both corrosion and rust. Brearley discovered this metal while looking for a solution to the problem of erosion in the gun barrels of the British army."
You are correct (maybe) in that "Wilkinson Sword" never made gun barrels, but wait! Henry Nock (another British inventor) founded a gun manufacturing company in the late 1700s. THAT company, while not called "Wilkinson" (yet), produced MANY different kinds of goods: typewriters, swords, bayonets, garden tools, scissors, etc.
I think the potential confusion is that when Nock died in early 1800s, his "adopted" son-in-law, James Wilkinson, supposedly inherited the company and, naturally, renamed it James Wilkinson & Son, which eventually became Wilkinson Sword Co in the 1890s (and yes, went on to produce blades, right?). There is no doubt that Nock's company was the beginning of the Wilkinson Sword company that would eventually produce great blades.
Soooooooooo, you are correct (somewhat; gentlemanly-like, agree to disagree on some minor points, please):
"Harry Brearley? He didn't work for Wilkinson (agree), and Wilkinson never made gun barrels" (not quite true since they DID make guns (Nock founded the company on this basis) and all kinds of other equipment, as is well documented in many places)
"He worked for Firths Browns, or whatever they were called back then. He wasn't even trying to create a rust free steel. That was a complete fluke. He was trying to improve wear resistance at high temperatures.""There's a local urban myth that scrapped jobs got lobbed in the River Don on the nightshift, and it was low river levels that revealed the still shiny steel. Utter nonsense." I completely agree; IDK where you got this from, but yes, it's nonsense.
REGARDLESS, some people still love Wilkinson blades to this date, even if they let the competition fly past them.
Oscar Wilde
Oh! As for Wilde? Such wit and genius; certainly in his literature prime. Undoubtedly, he had extraordinary flamboyance (just look at the historical photos (for instance, my avatar of him!) during his heyday (1885-1895, oddly enough, 1895 was the same year he went to prison and also the same year in which The Importance of Being Earnest was first performed at the famous St. James Theatre in London,
HOWEVER, fast forward: he died penniless in France in 1900, after having spent time two years in prison that concluded in mid-1897 (so, prison from 1895-1897 or so). When he was up-and-coming in the (late) 1880s and in his prime early-mid 1890s of writing high brow literature, he likely (maybe) had others tend to most of his grooming, but that would have waned by the time he was entering prison, shunned for gross indecency at the time in society.
As an aside, Wilde's best work, IMHO, is Picture of Dorian Gray (first a novella in 1890, before a longer novel in 1891), though most rank that behind Importance of Being Earnest. Actually, Dorian Gray was really his *only* novel, as I believe he wrote Importance of Being Earnest as a play in the fist place, not a novel.
Cheers.
Interesting. I asked my superintendent, who is from Portugal, and he said "the translation chould be A importância de ser sincero." HOWEVER, I looked on Amazon out of curiosity if they have a Portuguese edition, and indeed they do, named "A Importância de Ser Ernesto" https://a.co/d/27imgha, though frankly I like "Prudente" in the title, unless it changes the meaning/intent?).I researched and discovered that there was a version of the play in Portuguese with the title: A Importancia de Ser Prudente (which in addition to the adjective prudent is also a Portuguese first name)…
It seems that in Brazil the name of the play (and the book) was “The Importance of Being Prudent”.Interesting. I asked my superintendent, who is from Portugal, and he said "the translation chould be A importância de ser sincero." HOWEVER, I looked on Amazon out of curiosity if they have a Portuguese edition, and indeed they do, named "A Importância de Ser Ernesto" Amazon.com - https://a.co/d/27imgha, though frankly I like "Prudente" in the title, unless it changes the meaning/intent?).
Two baths a day. Interesting.Hello and welcome.
Churchill was 25 at the time of Wilde's death. He was at this point a national hero, having escaped Boer captivity during the opening stages of the war. His escape in 1900 ensured national celebrity.
He had been commisioned into the Hussars in 1895, and had participated in several military campaigns, including being part of the last ever British massed cavalry charge at the Battle of Omdurman in 1898.
By 1900 Churchill was a highly successful journalist and author with significant military experience throughout the Empire and as far afield as Cuba. After his escape in 1900 he was elected to parliament for the first time, beginning a rather notable political career.
Young Churchill enjoyed the finer things in life, from the finest champagnes and brandies, (which he took large quantities of on his campaigns and journalistic adventures) to the first semi automatic pistols. He carried a Mauser C96 when he was captured in 1899. Good shaving soap would have been an inevitable part of his assemblage.
Churchill used the Valet Autostrop safety razor for much of his life, as he had a love of new technology. Here is a later vingnette of Churchill, probably dating to the 1930's
"After getting out of bed, Winston “moves toward the bathroom with an alacrity surprising for his age and weight and quickly shaves himself with a safety razor while his valet draws the first of his two daily baths.” Churchill thoroughly enjoys soaking in the warm water, and lolls about, “reciting Kipling, rehearsing speeches or lectures he will soon deliver, or singing, not in the virile baritone familiar in Parliament, but in a soft, high tone.” After his bath, he puts on either a blue velvet dressing gown, or one made of green and gold silk with a dragon emblazoned on the front."
I would that would dry out the skin, terribly. Unless, a) wasn’t really “two baths a day” going on or b) was using tallow all over.Two baths a day. Interesting.
Fascinating photos @Beto SalatiniIt seems that in Brazil the name of the play (and the book) was “The Importance of Being Prudent”.
However, the title of the 1952 film was translated as “A Importancia de Ser Honesto”. Honesto, around here it’s an adjective but not a first name.
There is also a third translation entitled “A Importancia de Se Chamar Ernesto”. Ernesto is a first name, but not an adjective…
The edition you found on British Amazon was possibly published in Portugal.
Prudente slightly changes the meaning of the adjective, as it means prudent and not honest or sincere, but it is both, a name and an adjetive, therefore maintains the double meaning...
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Thank you very much, dear friend!Fascinating photos @Beto Salatini
Worth nothing that the full name of Wildes’s play was “The Importance of Being Earnest, A Trivial Comedy for Serious People,” so I believe Wilde either a) had “serious” in mind as the synonym for “Earnest” or b) it was a play on words (it was a farcical comedy after all).
In any case, the opening night was a huge success, but ironically enough, was the beginning of the end for Wilde himself.
That is very interesting.Thank you very much, dear friend!
It's a shame that his life ended tragically. Some years ago I stayed at L’ Hotel in Paris for a few days, in the Oscar Wilde Suite, in the room where he supposedly passed away. I could feel a heavy atmosphere in that air…
That's probably where he mentioned the wallpaper...That is very interesting.
1) There's a small plaque on the wall outside L'Hôtel mentioning that Oscar lived at the end of his life [NOTE: it is rumored that he was penniless; if so, how was he staying at such a luxurious (even back then) hotel!?!) and died here (think: long-term residence, very similar to Chopin who lived (briefly, forgot where I read it) upstairs at a an inn of some kind that had a piano downstairs (this is different than the Chopin story about how he played a piano at an inn and he kept playing and playing all afternoon, and when he left they filled his carriage with goodies). ANYWAY, the plaque on the outside of the hotel (photo below) reads, for those not up to date on their French:Thank you very much, dear friend!
It's a shame that his life ended tragically. Some years ago I stayed at L’ Hotel in Paris for a few days, in the Oscar Wilde Suite, in the room where he supposedly passed away. I could feel a heavy atmosphere in that air