Robert lynd 1879 1949 (21 Ergebnisse)

First Edition. Very good paperback copy; edges somewhat dust-dulled and nicked. Remains quite well-preserved overall. Physical description: 128 p.; 18 cm. Notes: "First published in Penguin books, 1946." Subjects: Johnson, Samuel 1709-1784; Boswell, James 1740-1795; Biography; Penguin books (series). 1 Kg.…

Penguin Edition. Good paperback copy; edges and cover slightly dust-dulled and nicked. Spine torn. Remains well-preserved overall. Physical description: 128 p. 18 cm. Subjects: Johnson, Samuel 1709-1784. Boswell, James 1740-1795. Johnson, Samuel -- 1709-1784 -- Friends and associates. Great Britain -- Intellectual life -- 18th century. Authors, English -- 18th century Biography. Johnson, Samuel, -- 1709-1784. Authors, English. Friendship. Intellectual life. Great Britain. Genre: Biography. 1 Kg.…

First Edition. Very good copy in the original gilt-blocked cloth. Spine bands and panel edges somewhat rubbed and dust-toned as with age. Remains quite well-preserved overall: tight, bright, clean and strong. Physical description; 240 p ; 19 cm. Subjects; Ireland Social life and customs 20th century. England Social life and customs 20th century. 1 Kg.…

1p., 4to. In good condition, on lightly-aged paper. She thanks Lynd for 'one of the nicest novel articles we have had in Gerald's absence', and asks her to 'be an angel, and do something else for Viola, who is vanishing tomorrow for four or five weeks', in reviewing 'the Somerset Maugham book you wanted [.] I really think he is worth a long article to himself - 1500 words, and, if you care to, you can put in a word for Heinemann's edition of the Collected Works, which we send alongside. Mr. Bell will be in charge, and Miss Francis if you let her know will take care of proofs, and so on, but I shall count on your doing it'.…

2pp., 12mo. In good condition, on lightly aged paper. 'His gentleness was always a lenitive and an example in such a raving jungle as Fleet Street. He will be badly missed everywhere by everybody.' He concludes by lamenting that as he is leaving for Italy the following day, the present letter will have to be his 'only tribute, alas. But I hope you will read into it a lot of things difficult to write.'.…

1p., 12mo. In good condition, lightly aged and creased. On behalf of himself and his wife Madeline he writes: 'Like everybody that knew Robert we shall miss him keenly - For me the world will be a poorer place. Words don't come easily to me to express my sorrow.'.

2pp., 12mo. In good condition, on lightly-aged paper. He thanks her 'for the Daily News review. Such touching appreciation, and from you, repays us for the anxiety attending the publication of the Memoir [.] This part of Sussex seems very forsaken since you & your husband left it. If you are ever near, what a pleasure a call from you would be - or a visit, if your freedom allowed it. To be with you in The Press is a great deal, but is also tantalizing.' Autograph Note by Lynd's daughter Maire Gaister at head of first page, stating 'We did visit them when we lived at Steyning, Sussex, 1918-22'.…

12pp., in original buff wraps, with 'EIGHT POEMS' in red on front cover. In good condition, on lightly-aged paper, with rusty staples. A nice production, With the name 'Robert Lynd' added in manuscript, probably by Bax himself, in a space provided on the title for such personalisation. Uncommon: the only copies on COPAC at the British Library, National Library of Scotland, Edinburgh and Cambridge.…

2pp. 8vo. In good condition, lightly-aged. Making arrangements for a visit by Lynd's daughter Maire, 'with Thomas', the following week. 'Please let Miss Maire stay as long as possible as it is a long journey - I asked Thomas if they could not stay over the 19th when Vera Moore & Antonia Butler will be playing for me in Alnwick but I am afraid he said Term began before then but anyhow I hope they will stay as long as they possible can & get some music as I believe Vera Moore comes here about the 12th -'.…

In poor condition, on aged and brittle paper, with significant chipping to edges involving loss of text, including the end of Philpotts's signature. Undated, but written in 1916, the year of publication of Phillpotts' 'The Green Alleys'. Headed in blue pencil 'Mr Lynd' (i.e for the attention of Daily News columnist Robert Lynd). The letter reads: 'Dear Sir | I must record that the opportunity I gave you to do a little in the great cause of the natural born child was not done; & it is a source of deep regret to me that, after I had told you of the matter in story, "Green Alleys', you allowed a critic to dismiss the subject in that manner. You, who stand for democracy, might well have been looked to, to help to redress this wrong & call attention to a wicked enactment & a crying scandal. That your critic sneers at it in a spirit one has not until now associated with "The Daily News". If it is conceivable t you approve theh Bastardy Laws, one course no more to say, except let d know it. I am most truly yo | Eden Phill'. Postscript: 'One expected reactionary papers tto slight me - but not you among liberal journals & in the forefront of thought.' Philpotts has attached (with a now-rusted staple) a cutting of a review of the book by C. E. Lawrence in the Daily Chronicle, praising him for being 'plucky' in having 'put a problem before readers in these exacting days'.…

1p., 8vo. In good condition, lightly aged and folded twice. The letter begins: 'Dear Sir | For my book - "Poems with Fables in Prose" (2 vols. Constable) I confess I particularly aspire to the honour of a review in the Daily News. He gives a list of themes which the volumes contain, 'Inter alia', including 'new philosophical iteas'. In black pencil at the head of the page (probably by Gardiner) is 'Mr Lynd', i.e. a direction for the letter to be forwarded to columnist Robert Lynd. …

Both items in fair condition, on aged and worn paper. LETTER: 2pp., 12mo. 'I really think that to know - even to begin to know - R. was not only to be aware of his rare charm and goodness, but to love him.' POEM: 1p., 12mo. Six-line poem 'To Sylvia Lynd', signed at end 'G. R. H.' Reads 'You with your grace, your glancing wit, who drew | About you all the fairest and the best, | In lucent memory outshone anew | The image of each most admirèd guest: | And here to-night, as old friends gather round, | You by that starry company still are crowned.'.…

Wolfe's four letters total 5pp., 12mo; the copy of the Gollancz letter 1p., 8vo. Item One in its original envelope, with both envelope and letter carrying closed tears, the other four items in good condition, on lightly-aged paper. ONE: ALS on letterhead of the hotel Les Bergues, Geneva; 7 April 1924, with envelope, with both letter and envelope torn on opening. TWO: ALS from the Ministry of Labour, London; 24 April 1924. THREE: TLS from Montagu House, Whitehall; 24 Aug. 1926. Sending, 'in confidence, this letter that I have had from Benn's. The reference is to the list of additional names for inclusion in the Sixpenny Poets.' FOUR: TLS addressed as third; 6 May 1927. He writes that he is including her poems in a series of modern verse. 'The series would have, among others, Gerald Gould, D. H. Lawrence, yourself, possibly Lascelles Abercrombie, possibly Gordon Bottomley, and possibly F. S. Flint. I don't think that is a bad lot. Do you?' FIVE: Typed copy of letter from Victor Gollancz, Ernest Benn Limited Publishers, London; 23 August 1926. He considers 'Sylvia Lynd and Wordsworth's Sonnets' both 'good ones' for including in the list.…

The two items in fair condition, on aged and spotted paper with slight damage to one corner and minor water staining. ONE: Copy of Typed Letter to 'Jonathan Cape Esq., | 11, Gower Street, | LONDON, W.C.1.' 1p., folio. He begins: 'Dear Cape, | When you told me at the Devonshire Club that you were going to criticise the "Daily News" Literary page, I was charmed, as I always welcome attacks within reason. I did not realise that you were going to single out the paper that gives the greatest proportion of its space to literature for a quite libellous onslaught.' He hopes that Cape will publish the letter to the editor of 'Now and Then', which he is enclosing, in his 'next number', as it shows that 'the attack was based on complete ignorance of the amount of space we devote to literature'. He feels the attack is 'likely to do the paper a great deal of damage among the people to whom "Now and Then" goes, and asks him to place an apology in his next advertisement in The Times. He concludes: 'I am pretty sure that you did not write the article yourself, but whoever did ought to have kept to something like the facts and to have kept within the limits of fair criticism.' TWO: 'To the Editor. | "Now and Then".' From 'ROBERT LYND, | Literary Editor of the "Daily News".' 2pp., folio. Begins: 'It is unfortunate that the writer of the attack on the "Daily News" in your pages should not have taken the trouble to read the paper he attacks even for a single week. If he had done so, he would have realised that the "Daily News", alone among London daily newspapers, contains book reviews on every day of the week. He tells us that "while some hundreds of books are issued each week by publishers in Britain, the London "Daily News" considers two or three in its literary page twice a week". There is not a single paper in London concerning which this statement is so widely untrue as it is of the "Daily News". Our reviews are an every day feature as is the case with no other London daily, and we devote a greater proportion of our space to literature than any other newspaper in London.' The letter proceeds in the same indignant vein, including a list of 29 individuals, starting with Arnold Bennett and ending with 'Prof. Ernest Weekley', who have 'contributed reviews to the "Daily News" since I became Literary Editor'.…

4pp., 4to. In fair condition, on lightly-aged paper, with short closed tears at heads of both leaves. The recipient is not named, but the letter is from the Lynd family papers. Robert Lynd was in St Ives at the time of writing, and the letter begins: 'I'm so glad you are in such a nice place & that the children can join you there. They will love it. London gets so odious by the 15th of July. I came her e last week as I was very tired, & sick of the stuffy feeling of everything. The children enjoy it all thoroughly.' She describes her daughter Anne (for whom see the Oxford DNB) as 'a fat object now with a brick-red nose so is not so attractive to the casual observer, but to my anxious mind quite ideal from the health point of view.' She is sending Lynd's 'picture show card to [her husband] Rolfe', whose holiday plans she explains. The rest of the letter contains references to 'Raspberries & cream', 'Ivy Low' (Anglo-Russian author and translator Ivy Therese Low Litvinov), Wyndham Lewis (who 'came to tea with me after the party though, & I liked him. He is great fun.'), 'MIss Charlotte Mew' ('who, I believe, used to write for the Yellow Book, but no one took any notice of her'. She would like to show Lynd her 'part of Dorset [.] near Sturminster Newton. An old house with secret passages & a secret room in the chimney where a skeleto was found!' She announces that they are 'going to have an orgy at Rottingdean on Ssunday to celebrate [her other daughter] Marie's Eighth birthday!' She concludes with a reference to a novel, adding: 'Will you read Mary Crosbie's new one? Aren't vicarage teas awful!' In a postscript she writes: 'The Editor & Proprietor of the N[ew]. W[eekly]. do not like Ivy Low; but the latter said Mrs. Lynd [the writer Sylvia Lynd] had one of the nicest faces he had seen for ages! I don't know why Ivy Low seems to rouse so much antagonism. I think one can't forgive her for being such friends with W. L[loyd] George!'.…

2pp., 12mo. On bifiolium of ruled paper, with 'HIERATICA' watermark of 'J. S. & Co.' From the Lynd archive, and judging from the handwriting a youthful effort, almost-certainly dating from before Sylvia Dryhurst's marriage to Robert Lynd in 1909. In fair condition, on aged paper. In seven stanzas, the first three giving a taste of an amusing and unusual jeu d'esprit and excellent piece of Edwardian social history: '1) By some devil surely sent | Sandal hunting off I went, | And my footsteps never slowed | Till I reached the Finchley Road. | Chorus: (with fervour) Damn them ! | Damn them ! great & small ! | Damn each one & damn them all ! ! ! ! | 2) Lilley & Skinner, FitzJohn's Co. | Green & Edwards on we go - | Woodcock's, Barnes's hopefully | Then returning dolefully. | Chorus: (with more fervour) | 3) Asking "5" they gave me "4", | Or "sold out", they had no more, | But a "2" they could supply | New lot coming - by & bye ! | Chorus: (more fervent still !)'. After yet more fruitless hunting, in the sixth stanza the narrator exclaims: 'Sandals all may go for me | To the bottom of the sea | (That's politer than the D -)'. The poem ends with a recitation of the chorus 'with concentrated venom'. …

6pp., 4to. In fair condition, on aged paper with worn edges. It is not known whether the letter was sent or published. The Lynds settled at their celebrated London address of 5 Keats Grove (where James Joyce had his wedding reception) in 1924, but the letter was clearly written after the Second World War: 'Now that the Northern Ireland election is over, it may be worth considering whether the campaign against partition, if continued on its present lines, is likely to be effective in achieving its end. I do not think I am alone among those who wish for a united Ireland in fearing that the gulf between Eire and Northern Ireland is being deepened instead of being bridged by present methods of propaganda.' He wishes to combat what he sees as an 'illusion': the assumption on which 'the great Nationalist parties seem to be basing their strategy', 'that the key to Irish unity lies, not in Dublin, but in London'. He believes it unlikely that England 'could use force to crush the Ulster Unionists [.] now, especially, that a third world war seems, at least, a possibility'. It strikes him as impossible that Britain would consider withdrawing its troops from Northern Ireland before 'Russia is prepared to live at peace with Western Europe andn America'. He discusses the role of invaders in the History of Ireland: 'Nationalists are apt to forget that the Gael, no less than the Ulster Unionist, is in Ireland as a result of foreign conquest or invasion.' He finds that 'the anti-partition campaign' is 'carried on just now in a hostile spirit. Eire, indeed, is more conciliatory to England than to Northern Ireland, more hostile to Northern Ireland than to England.' Nationalists allege that Northern Ireland is 'a totalitarian tyranny on a level with the most savage European dictatorships', but 'it is better to keep to the truth, as Michael Collins was careful to do when he was so effective an organiser of propaganda in the days of the Black and Tans and the Auxilliary.' He quotes twice from the poet Thomas Davis, and recalls how 'Fifty years or so ago I heard Dr. Douglas Hyde acclaiming the language movement as a dove of peace that would reconcile all Ireland. It is time another dove of peace was sent out on this same sacred mission.' From the Lynd Family Papers.…

4pp., 4to. Fair, on lightly aged and creased paper, with a few closed tears. The letter begins: 'Dear Lynd: I have been very ill and after two months in bed and an introduction to what Marley called "the thick, sweet smell of chloroform" I have been sent down here to get better - with the word of specialist and doctor that when I am well again I shall be better than I have been for a long time. This I write because I have often thought of writing to tell you how much I relish your papers. I have often wished that you would collect them - in a kind of Retrospective Reviews volume.' He discusses Omar Khayyam ('I remember once Andrew Lang was annoyed that there were people who thought Omar would serve as their classic as well as Homer.') before returning to Lynd's work. 'I cut out those papers of yours when I see them - and just now, when there seems such a dearth of work that shows any feeling for that big - and as I think immensely valuable - part of writing of any kind, when people are writing so earnestly, I wish you could make your work a criticism in the news.' After a reference to Hall Caine he continues: 'I daresay it will please you to know of one more who always reads an article with your name at the top of it'. He apologises for his letter: 'the news in it are very slapdashedly picked up! - but it will convey to you what I want it to convey - crawling back to this world from that other (which was not a bad one either I assure you; it was a very wonderful place when I was at my worst) and finding too little of what - of what I can't understand how people get along without. It is in your work. Thanks for it.' According to his entry in the Oxford DNB, 'In 1899, because of lung trouble, Niven travelled to British Columbia, Canada, where he regained his health and led an energetic outdoor life. On his return to Glasgow he began a career in journalism. He moved to England and his first novel, The Lost Cabin Mine, appeared in 1908. [.] Found unfit for military service, Niven spent the First World War in London, working for a time in the War Office under the novelist John Buchan. In 1920 he returned to Canada with his wife to settle on the shores of Kootenay Lake, near Nelson, British Columbia, and became a full-time novelist.' He has been described as 'British Columbia's first professional man of letters and the first significant literary figure of the Kootenays'. From the Lynd papers.…

1p., 4to. The first page only; 42 lines. Addressed to 'Dear Mr Lynd'. On aged and heavily-worn paper, with holes causing loss to a few words of text. An interesting document, written within days of the atrocity. The author - presumably the owner of Woodville, W. E. A. Cummins - begins: 'I venture to write to you as the English papers appear to have obtained very meagre information about the recent ruin of Cork.' He begins with 'the important point for the Philistine public in England': 'that the property of loyalists valuing many thousands of pounds has been destroyed, that many loyalist employees have been thrown out of work. [.] I know personally a number of victims who had their little all in small businesses that have been destroyed. They're beggared of course. Under great difficulties they remained loyal to the English Government. the man who denounced murder in season and out of season to the injury of his business. He's ruined, not by the men he denounced but by the men he defended. It may be unfair to state at this stage that the B and T's committed these outrages; but even strong Unionists are convinced that they set fire to the city.' He points out that the citizens of Cork are not 'made enough to destroy three million pounds worth of property in their native city. [.] A number of employees were republicans. Secondly military and B and T's also have access to Patrick st. in curfew hours. People didn't even sleep there so great was their terror. Constant patrols pass up and down the street. Why didn't they prevent gangs of masked men from setting alight to these shops? Grants was set alight quite early in the night. When that occurred the military, who had complete control of the street, should have been prepared to prevent burnings a hundred yards higher up the street.' The page ends with 'an important point overlooked by T. P. in his speech': 'On Thursday last the B. and T.'s put a notice in the Cork papers announcing that they intended to burn houses in the city if a man named Horgan wasn't returned. If that was a bogus notice why didn't they deny it in the Saturday papers? It would be a bit too late in the day for them to deny authorship now. If a notice appeared in an newspaper with your name under it announcing that you intended to burn down certain houses within 48 hours wouldn't you write a denial to that newspaper at once?' From the papers of Robert Lynd.…

See his entry in the Oxford DNB. Unsigned, but in Lynd's hand and from the Lynd family papers. 6pp, 4to, on six leaves of ruled paper, twenty-six lines to a page. In fair condition, lightly aged, with dog-eared corners. Lynd's handwriting is execrable, and he employs a number of abbreviations of common words, such as 'and', 'the', 'of'. Begins: '[.] found expression in literature. / As I have suggested, however, it is in the art of conversation rather than the art of literature that the Irish comic spirit has found its fullest expression. [.]' Lynd's discussion brings in Congreve, Shaw, Standish O'Grady, Douglas Hyde, O'Higgins. Ends: '[.] he began to look through the books in the library and happened to open O'Halloran's History of Ireland in three volumes. It was the first History of Ireland into wh[ich] he had ever looked. It is then t[hat] his imagination got the first impulse and pluned it back among the gods & heroes of Ireland. No man has done more to interpret those gods & heroes to the imagination of modern Irishmen & to remind them of the glorious [?] & the Irish drama. Who has ever written more nobly of the creations of those early writers?' The passage '& to remind them [.] Irish drama' is lacking in the text as published on pp.160-161 of 'The Irish Bookman', vol.13 (1922).…

See his entry in the Oxford DNB. 'Rambles in Ireland' was published in 1912, with illustrations by Jack B. Yeats. On one side each of four 4to leaves of aged and worn paper. The first leaf carries a covering page on which is the typed word 'KINSALE'; above this Lynd has written in pencil: '26 / Rambles in Ireland / (By Robert Lynd) / Chapter VII'. The three pages which follow carry the text: title and 21 lines on the first, and twenty-five lines apiece on the second and third. On the first page one sentence is entirely recast: '[.] but of rest and the look of the place, I cannot say whether Parson Tomms and Parson Mead and the mayor have left any worthy successors. Kinsale is one of those quiet southern towns, which look almost as though they had been forgotten at the bottom of a sea of still air.' becomes 'but of quietness & the site of a battle, I cannot say whether Parson Mead and the mayor have left any worthy successors. But I deny upon oath, however, that it is or ever was a vile place[.] Kinsale is one of those quaint and still southern towns, which look almost as though they had been forgotten at the bottom of a motionless sea of air.' The second page has thirteen minor emendations, and the third two. The reverse of the final leaf is filled with infant drawings of anthropomorphic farm animals. …