tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post926503765917109765..comments2024-03-23T12:38:46.260+00:00Comments on The History Girls: The Death of a Peer, or, Lord Lyttelton's Ghost - by Katherine LangrishMary Hoffmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06241989732624913706noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post-91147327926658126642013-03-05T10:06:25.481+00:002013-03-05T10:06:25.481+00:00A truly superb post, this - and there's a nove...A truly superb post, this - and there's a novel in it for sure, if anyone should care to write it...<br /><br />The caravan, the nymphs and the rhubarb - priceless!<br /><br />Ah, such delicious language we had at our disposal back in the 18th century. I think i shall have to write something set in such a time period just to have the excuse to write the dialogue in the English of the time.<br /><br />I wonder if this Lyttleton wasn't the inspiration for Lord Luxon in Linda Buckley-Archer's wonderful and underrated time-slip trilogy?<br /><br />A great read, thank you. :)Austinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08789849765972235409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post-66301118462636094642013-03-04T22:33:58.003+00:002013-03-04T22:33:58.003+00:00Thankyou all - I admit I am myself particularly ta...Thankyou all - I admit I am myself particularly taken with the juxtaposition of the caravan of nymphs and the rhubarb - and with Walpole's crack about the spirit not really needing to disguise itself as a robin to get into Lyttelton's bed...<br /><br />I do seem to remember that superstition about the robin, Marie-Louise. Curious, isn't it? And even more curious, the rapid unrolling of events. <br /><br />It all sheds a rather eerie light upon the Age of Reason!Katherine Langrishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12529700103932422873noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post-43662475674607464212013-03-04T19:49:54.465+00:002013-03-04T19:49:54.465+00:00Michelle, I'm with you. 'To Epsom, with a ...Michelle, I'm with you. 'To Epsom, with a caravan of nymphs!' Oh lord. <br />Zizou Alphonse Corder, PhDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06353000341283769987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post-71482389884487209162013-03-04T17:01:00.171+00:002013-03-04T17:01:00.171+00:00I was wondering what kind of caravan, would they b...I was wondering what kind of caravan, would they be mounted on camels, or riding in a canary-coloured horse-drawn job? I think, myself, it was the rhubarb wot done it. I always knew it was bad for people. Kath, I adore this post, SO eighteenth-century. Was he murdered, in fact, by government agents masquerading as nymphs? I do love Johnson growling. One always imagines him doing that a lot of the time.Leslie Wilsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15105465949970430998noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post-9553558049606662902013-03-04T16:31:03.285+00:002013-03-04T16:31:03.285+00:00What a delightful and humorous recounting! Dr.Joh...What a delightful and humorous recounting! Dr.Johnson needed the independent verification, through gossip and "documents", of what the scriptures had written ( "I like to have more! Dr.Johnson growls. "<br />Faith without ghosts is dead! Capt blackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10264413050836161562noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post-69228574864562114102013-03-04T16:30:07.266+00:002013-03-04T16:30:07.266+00:00What a delightful and humorous recounting! Dr.Joh...What a delightful and humorous recounting! Dr.Johnson needed the independent verification, through gossip and "documents", of what the scriptures had written ( "I like to have more! Dr.Johnson growls. "<br />Faith without ghosts is dead! Capt blackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10264413050836161562noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post-16487060485673484562013-03-04T15:31:32.600+00:002013-03-04T15:31:32.600+00:00Lovely story. I don't think I want to go ANYWH...Lovely story. I don't think I want to go ANYWHERE anymore without a caravan of nymphs. michelle lovrichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01026972300195225090noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post-7257669196561241232013-03-04T15:09:03.435+00:002013-03-04T15:09:03.435+00:00Oh, there's nothing like a good ghost story is...Oh, there's nothing like a good ghost story is there? Especially one with such good literary credentials. Thanks for this, Kath.adelehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15826710558292792068noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post-5861224481884270602013-03-04T14:50:45.957+00:002013-03-04T14:50:45.957+00:00There's an old superstition that a robin comin...There's an old superstition that a robin coming indoors means a death in your house...Marie-Louisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16305065420884420669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post-41696886833867638852013-03-04T08:32:52.925+00:002013-03-04T08:32:52.925+00:00" ... as his servant was disengaging him from..." ... as his servant was disengaging him from his waistcoat."<br /><br />What a delightfully ornate phrase for getting undressed - and, as it is at the beginning of the day here, I must now go and disengage myself from my jammies.<br /><br />Thanks for the great story.Joan Lennonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15763862159032836768noreply@blogger.com