Me blanking for a moment if Screwtape Letters was Lewis or Dickens
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Me blanking for a moment if Screwtape Letters was Lewis or Dickens
Oh, a dainty plant is the Ivy green,
that creepeth o'er ruins old!
Of right choice food are his meals, I ween,
in his cell so lone and cold.
The wall must be crumbled, the stone decayed,
to pleasure his dainty whim,
and the mouldering dust that years have made
is a merry meal for him.
Creeping where no life is seen,
a rare old plant is the Ivy green.
Fast he stealeth on, though he wears no wings,
and a staunch old heart has he.
How closely he twineth, how tightly he clings,
to his friend, the huge Oak Tree!
And slily he traileth along the ground,
and his leaves he gently waves
as he joyously hugs and crawleth round
the rich mould of dead men's graves.
Creeping where grim death has been,
a rare old plant is the Ivy green.
Whole ages have fled and their works decayed
and nations have scattered been;
but the stout old Ivy shall never fade
from its hale and hearty green.
The brave old plant, in its lonely days,
shall fatten upon the past:
for the stateliest building man can raise
is the Ivy's food at last.
Creeping on where time has been,
a rare old plant is the Ivy green.
— Charles Dickens, The Ivy Green
alfred jingle from the pickwick papers had a traumatic brain injury and has aphasia (headcanon; altered speech canon)
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Anon here! idk how or why you started hunting down all of burn gorman's stuff, but as someone who grew up listening to him on the radio THANK YOUU!!!! Have you been able to find him in the pickwick papers??? My nan loved that one
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No I haven't yet, but at point I thought I had. Turns out it was an 80s recording with a VA that sounded very similar to him. :/
Unfortunately some of his radio work, short films, and TV specials are almost impossible to hunt down (there's a film with Angel Coulby I'm especially looking for), but I will keep trying to find them. :)
And yeah- I don't particularly remember what started all this either. I just woke up one day and was suddenly determined to start hunting frogs 🐸
(If you do happen to come across a copy and are willing to share Anon, I'd be forever grateful 🤎)
[Mr. Pickwick] made no remark to anybody while it was being performed, not even to Sam, who reclined upon the back of the chair, reflecting, partly on the situation of his master, and partly on the great satisfaction it would have afforded him to make a fierce assault upon all the turnkeys there assembled, one after the other, if it were lawful and peaceable so to do. (Pickwick Papers, 40)
February 7th 1812 - Charles Dickens is born.
Below: The Pickwick Papers. Charles Dickens First Novel 1836.