| Title: | The Joy of Lex |
| Notice: | A Notes File even your grammar could love |
| Moderator: | THEBAY::SYSTEM |
| Created: | Fri Feb 28 1986 |
| Last Modified: | Mon Jun 02 1997 |
| Last Successful Update: | Fri Jun 06 1997 |
| Number of topics: | 1192 |
| Total number of notes: | 42769 |
I recently finished "It" by that famous Nard Horror Writer and
chose as my MAIL personal name the phrase:
"He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists
he sees the ghosts"
In the book, the phrase is described as a tongue twister for
stutterers to practice. Lo and behold, some person down the line,
having the misfortune to receive a much-forwarded mail message that
had passed through my mailbox, asked me if knew the whole poem from
which the above line comes.
Alas, I did not. The person in question asserts that he knew the
whole poem once upon a time, but has forgotten it. I suggested he ask
here, but since he has not, and now my curiosity is aroused, I shall.
Does anyone know the whole poem?
--Doug
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| 454.1 | here you go ... | INK::KALLIS | Remember how ephemeral is Earth. | Fri Dec 11 1987 14:14 | 21 |
The original quotation of it was in the book _Donovan's Brain_,
by Kurt Siodmack [sp?], an occasional sf/horror writer. In the
book, a wealthy man's brain is kept alive after an accident and
it develops the power to attempt telepathic dominance of the hero.
To jam the telepathic input, the hero recited:
Amidst the mists
And coldest frosts,
He thrusts his fists
Against the posts
And still inststs
He sees the ghosts.
...over and over again.
If there's a longer version, I'm unaware of it.
Steve Kallis, Jr.
P.S. _It_ was a rather entertaining story, if long-winded.
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| 454.2 | coincidence | HEART::KNOWLES | Interesting if true | Fri Dec 11 1987 15:21 | 13 |
Puts me in mind of the Robert Frost poem that ends:
I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep.
The rhythm, I think.
As an odd coincidence, the Robert Frost piece featured in a
none-too-good Charles Bronson movie that involved a kind of telepathy:
the lines, delivered by 'phone, triggered off assassinations by
otherwise harmless people.
b
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| 454.3 | Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening | REGENT::BROOMHEAD | Don't panic -- yet. | Fri Dec 11 1987 18:28 | 3 |
That wasn't telepathy; that was "Telefon" -- and it was post-hypnotic
suggestion.
Ann B.
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