You can read it online here. It was adapted for television in 1974:I.
'Verum usque in prsæsentem diem multa garriunt inter se Canonicide abscondito quodam istius Abbatis Thomæ thesauro, quem sæpe,quanquam adhuc incassum quæsiverunt Steinfeldenses. Ipsum enimThomam adhuc florida in ætate existentem ingentem auri massamcira monasterium defodisse perhibent; de quo multotiesinterrogatus ubi esset, cum risu respondere solitus erat: "Job,Johannes, et Zacharias vel vobis vel posteris indicabunt"; idemquealiquando adiicere se inventuris minime invisurum. Inter alia huiusAbbatis opera, hoc memoria præcipue dignum iudico quod fenestrammagnam in orientali parte alæ australis in ecclesia sua imaginibusoptime in vitro depictis impleverit: id quod et ipsius effigies etinsignia ibidem posita demonstrant. Domum quoque Abbatialem feretotam restauravit; puteo in atrio ipsius effosso et lapidibusmarmoreis pulchre cælatis exornato. Decessit autem, mortealiquantulum subitanea perculsus, ætatis suæ anno Ixxiido,incarnationis vera Dominiæ mdxxixo.'
'I suppose I shall have to translate this,' said the antiquary to himself, as he finished copying the above lines from that rather rare and exceedingly diffuse book, the 'Sertum Steinfeldense Norbertinum. 'Well, it as well be done first as last,' and accordingly the following rendering was very quickly produced:
'Up to the present day there is much among the Canons about acertain hidden treasure of this Abbot Thomas, for which those of Steinfeldhave often made search, though hitherto in vain. The story is that Thomas,while yet in the vigour of life, concealed a very large quantity of goldsomewhere in the monastery. He was often asked where it was, and alwaysanswered, with a laugh: "Job, John, and Zechariah will tell either you oryour successors." He sometimes added that he should feel no grudgeagainst those who might find it. Among other works carried out by thisAbbot I may specially mention his filling the great window at the east endof the south aisle of the church with figures admirably painted on glass, ashis effigy and arms in the window attest. He also restored almost thewhole of the Abbot's lodging, and dug a well in the court of it, which headorned with beautiful carvings in marble. He died rather suddenly in theseventy-second year of his age, a.d. 1529.'
The object which the antiquary had before him at the moment was that of tracing the whereabouts of the painted windows of the Abbey Church of Steinfeld. Shortly after the Revolution, a very large quantity of painted glass had made its way from the dissolved abbeys of Germany and Belgium to this country, and may now be seen adorning various of our parish churches, cathedrals, and private chapels. Steinfeld Abbey was among the most considerable of these involuntary contributors to our artistic possessions (I am quoting the somewhat ponderous preamble of the book which the antiquary wrote), and the greater part of the glass from that institution can be identified without much difficulty by the help, either of the numerous inscriptions in which the place is mentioned, or of the subjects of the windows, in which several well-defined cycles or narratives were represented.
The passage with which I began my story had set the antiquary on the track of another identification. In a private chapel —no matter where— he had seen three large figures, each occupying a whole light in a window, and evidently the work of one artist. Their style made it plain that that artist had been a German of the sixteenth century; but hitherto the more exact localizing of them had been a puzzle. They represented —will you be surprised to hear it?— Job Patriarcha, Johannes Evangelista, Zacharias Propheta, and each of them held a book or scroll, inscribed with a sentence from his writings. These, as a matter of course, the antiquary had noted, and had been struck by the curious way in which they differed from any text of the Vulgate that he had been able to examine.
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“Three Billboards” is more ambitious than Mr. McDonagh’s earlier features. Like the older ones, it has loads of gab, plenty of guns and the spectacle of men (mainly) behaving terribly. ... This time, though, he has also given his movie characters instead of disposable contrivances, a plot instead of self-reflexive ideas about storytelling and a rather diffuse overarching metaphor. Mostly, he has freighted it with a tragedy that allows the performers — primarily Ms. McDormand but also the equally excellent Mr. Harrelson and Sam Rockwell — to play to their range.The New Yorker review made me wonder if they'd watched the same film I had. The Atlantic opens with this: "Featuring standout performances from Frances McDormand, Woody Harrelson, and Sam Rockwell, the writer-director Martin McDonagh’s latest is one of the best films of the year."
The Portrait of a Lady is the story of a spirited young American woman, Isabel Archer, who, in "confronting her destiny", finds it overwhelming. She inherits a large amount of money and subsequently becomes the victim of Machiavellian scheming by two American expatriates. Like many of James's novels, it is set in Europe, mostly England and Italy. Generally regarded as the masterpiece of James's early period, this novel reflects James's continuing interest in the differences between the New World and the Old, often to the detriment of the former. It also treats in a profound way the themes of personal freedom, responsibility, and betrayal.I know this is a classic, but I found it tedious and even repetitious in its descriptions. I found myself skimming without intending to and still haven't finished it.
The Free Navy has crippled the Earth and begun a campaign of violence among the outer planets. The colony ships heading for the thousand new worlds on the far side of the alien ring gates are easy prey.SFF World highly recommends it and says,
James Holden and his crew know the strengths and weaknesses of this new force better than anyone. Outnumbered and outgunned, the embattled remnants of the old politicl powers call on the Rocinante for a desperate mission at the heart of the gate network.
But the new alliances are as flawed as the old, and the struggle for power has only just begun. As the chaos grows, an alien mystery deepens. Pirate fleets, mutiny, and betrayal may be the least of the Rocinante's problems. And in the uncanny spaces past the ring gate, the choices for a few damaged and desperate people may determine the fate of more than just humanity.
Six books into the series and each novel feels fresh without repetitive retreads that can potentially plague long genre series. Equally as impressive at the least, and possibly more impressive as a tangent to that quality is the ability of the series to still surprise. As events unfold over the course of the novel and series, a sense of comfort sets in, the setting become familiar and the characters feel like old, beloved friends. Upsetting that sense of comfort is a skill that must be balanced with care and precision which is exactly how Corey manages to offset that level of comfort that comes across as a natural flow of the story rather than a bomb dropped in just for shock value.Fantasy Literature concludes:
Despite the multiple POVs, transitions are fluid throughout; the prose is clear, precise, and effortless; dialogue remains a true joy; the action is vividly taut; and the book evokes a full range of emotions, from sorrow (yes, characters will die) to laugh out loud humor. All the reasons this is my favorite science fiction series and why I picked it up and didn’t put it down again until I was finished later that night. My only complaint is it ended.
If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break
If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break
And the water gonnna come in and we'll have no place to stay
Oh cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do no good
Oh cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do no good
Whenever the levee breaks momma, you got to lose
Roman Polanski's "Rosemary's Baby" is a brooding, macabre film, filled with the sense of unthinkable danger. Strangely enough it also has an eerie sense of humor almost until the end. It is a creepy film and a crawly film, and a film filled with things that go bump in the night. It is very good.Rotten Tomatoes has a critics score of 99%.
When Monsieur Pamplemousse gets an urgent summons from the Director of Le Guide, he knows that there is trouble at the top. But neither he nor his faithful sniffer dog, Pommes Frites, expects the trouble to involve a nun who is in the habit of joining the Mile High Club or a full-scale smear campaign targeting Le Guide's credibility as France's premier restaurant and hotel guide. Someone has been spreading worrying rumours among the staff and infiltrating the company files -awarding hotel prizes for bedbugs and praising egg and chip signature dishes. Even Pommes Frites has become a victim of the assault. It could all spell the ruin for Le Guide, but Pamplemousse is on the case...I have also read the following others from this series:
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