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Updates (Engl436a@UVic)

2 Nov 2014 – War bonds issued 100 years ago to help pay for WWI are finally being paid off. (others dating back to the Napoleonic wars, too!). http://www.theguardian.com/business/2014/oct/31/uk-first-world-war-bonds-redeemed

19 Oct 2014 – Images of shell-shocked soldiers (the 1000-yard stare)

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19 Oct 2014 – Rudyard Kipling’s “If” (1895):

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:.
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build’em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son! 

19 Oct 2014 – Excerpt from Coventry Patmore’s “The Angel in the House”

Man must be pleased; but him to please
Is woman’s pleasure; down the gulf
Of his condoled necessities
She casts her best, she flings herself.
How often flings for nought, and yokes
Her heart to an icicle or whim,
Whose each impatient word provokes
Another, not from her, but him;
While she, too gentle even to force
His penitence by kind replies,
Waits by, expecting his remorse,
With pardon in her pitying eyes;
And if he once, by shame oppress’d,
A comfortable word confers,
She leans and weeps against his breast,
And seems to think the sin was hers;
Or any eye to see her charms,
At any time, she’s still his wife,
Dearly devoted to his arms;
She loves with love that cannot tire;
And when, ah woe, she loves alone,
Through passionate duty love springs higher,
As grass grows taller round a stone.

2 Oct 2014 – Ernst Jandl reading his poem ‘schtzngrmm.’ Totally worth a listen. (hat tip to Carsten Becker for passing this along.)

29 Sept 2014 – The Oxford English Dictionary’s 100 words from World War One.

25 Sept 2014 – Programme for UVic conference on WWI (2 and 3 Oct) 2014_Conference_Program

25 Sept 2014 – link to video on why stories make us better people.

18 Sept 2014 - LeFeu slidedeck

18 Sept 2014 – Razzle Dazzle Battleships: Link1     Link2 

HMS Kildangan in dazzle camouflageBritish Ships Of The First World War

13 Sept 2014 - BLAST, Vorticism, Futurism slidedeck

9 Sept 2014 – article from The Smithsonian Magazine on “what lived beneath no-man’s land”… 

8 Sept 2014 – Sample Response Papers

4 Sept 2014 - Course intro

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