Literary Birthdays – August 30 – September 5

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August 30

Mary Shelley
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley (b. 1797) – British novelist – Frankenstein
Frankenstein illust Lynd Ward
Frankenstein illustration
by U.S. artist Lynd Ward
Read about Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley here:

http://www.online-literature.com/shelley_mary/

August 31

September 1

September 2

Tom Glazer (born September 2, 1914) – U.S. folk musician, songwriter

Melody of Love (Lyrics by Tom Glazer)

Hold me in your arms dear – dream with me
Cradled by your kisses – tenderly
While a choir of angels – from above
Sing our melody of loveHeart to heart forever – lips entwined
I am yours – and you are mine, all mine
Heaven wrote the music – up above
For our melody of love


On Top of Spaghetti (Lyrics by Tom Glazer)On top of spaghetti,
All covered with cheese,
I lost my poor meatball,
When somebody sneezed.It rolled off the table,
And on to the floor,
And then my poor meatball,
Rolled out of the door.It rolled in the garden,
And under a bush,
And then my poor meatball,
Was nothing but mush.The mush was as tasty
As tasty could be,
And then the next summer,
It grew into a tree.The tree was all covered,
All covered with moss,
And on it grew meatballs,
And tomato sauce.So if you eat spaghetti,
All covered with cheese,
Hold on to your meatball,
Whenever you sneeze.

Listen to Tom Glazer and friends sing “On Top of Spaghetti”:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qRWw0EILEtE

Thursday September 3
Read / listen to a 2008 interview with Mort Walker on Edward Champion’s blog:
http://www.edrants.com/the-bat-segundo-show-mort-walker/ Watch a clip from the Seiinfeld “Soup Nazi” episode Friday September 4
Read about Richard Wright hereSaturday September 5
On Seeing a Butterfly in the StreetDAFT gowk ! in macaroni dress,
Are ye come here to shaw your face,
Bowden wi’ pride o’ simmer gloss,
To cast a dash at Reekie’s cross,
And glow’r at mony a twa-legged creature,
Flees braw by art, though worms by nature !Like country laird in city cleedin’,
Ye’re come to town, to lear good breedin’ ;
To bring ilk darlin’ toast and fashion
In vogue amang the flee creation,
That they, like buskit belles and beaux,
May crook their mou’ fu’ sour at those
Whase weird is still to creep, alas !
Unnoticed, ‘mang the humble grass ;
While you, wi’ wings new buskit trim,
Can far frae yird and reptiles skim ;
Newfangle grown wi’ new-got form,
You soar aboon your mither worm.Kind Nature lent, but for a day,
Her wings, to mak ye sprush and gay ;
In her habiliments a while
Ye may your former self beguile,
And ding awa’ the vexin’ thought
O’ hourly dwynin’ into nought,
By beengin to your foppish brithers,
Black corbies dress’d in peacock’s feathers.
Like thee, they dander here and there,
When simmer’s blinks are warm and fair,
And loe to snuff the healthy balm
When e’enin’ spreads her wings sae calm ;
But when she girns and glow’rs sae dour
Frae Borean houff in angry shower,Like thee, they scour frae street or field,
And hap them in a lyther bield ;
For they were never made to dree
The adverse gloom o’ Fortune’s ee ;
Nor ever pried life’s pinin’ woes ;
Nor pu’d the prickles wi’ the rose.Poor butterfly ! thy case I mourn ;
To green kail -yard and fruits return,
How could you troke the mavis’ note
For ” Penny pies, all piping hot ? ”
Can lintie’s music be compar’d
Wi’ gruntles frae the City Guard ?
Or can our flowers, at ten hours’ bell,
The gowaii or the spink excel ?Now should our sclates wi’ hailstanes ring,
What cabbage fauld wad screen your wing ?
Say, flutterin’ fairy, were’t thy hap
To light beneath braw Nanny’s cap,
Wad she, proud butterfly of May !
In pity, let you skaithless stay ?
The furies glancin’ frae her een
Wad rug your wings o 1 siller sheen,
That, wae for thee ! far, far outvie
Her Paris artist’s finest dye ;
Then a’ your bonnie spraings wad fall,
And you a worm be left to crawl.To sic mishanter rins the laird
Who quats his ha’-house and kail-yard ;
Grows politician ; scours to court,
Where he’s the lauchin’-stock and sport
O’ ministers, wha jeer and jibe,Opening verses of Ode to the Gowdspink [Goldfinch]FRAE fields where Spring her sweets has blawn
Wi’ caller verdure owre the lawn,
The gowdspink comes in new attire,
The brawest ‘mang the whistling choir,
That ere the sun can clear his een,
Wi’ glib notes sain the simmer’s green.Sure, Nature berried mony a tree,
For spraings and bonnie spats to thee ;
Nae mair the rainbow can impart
Sic glowin’ ferlies o’ her art,
Whase pencil wrought its freaks at will
On thee, the sey-piece o’ her skill.
Nae mair, through straths in simmer dight,
We seek the rose to bless our sight ;
Or bid the bonny wa’-flowers sprout
On yonder ruin’s lofty snout.
Thy shinin’ garments far outstrip
The cherries upon Hebe’s lip,
And fool the tints that nature chose
To busk and paint the crimson rose.
‘Mang men, wae’s heart ! we aften find
The brawest dressed want peace o’ mind ;Opening Verses of The Daft DaysNow mirk December’s dowie face
Glours our the rigs wi’ sour grimace,
While, thro’ his minimum of space,
The bleer-ey’d sun
Wi’ blinkin light and stealing pace,
His race doth run.From naked groves nae birdie sings,
To shepherd’s pipe nae hillock rings,
The breeze nae od’rous flavour brings
From Borean cave,
And dwyning nature droops her wings,
Wi’ visage grave.Mankind but scanty pleasure glean
Frae snawy hill or barren plain,
Whan Winter, ‘midst his nipping train,
Wi’ frozen spear,
Sends drift owr a’ his bleak domain,
And guides the weir.Read the complete poem here:
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-daft-days-2/The Poetical Works of Robert Fergusson at archive.org————————————Arthur KoestlerArthur Koestler (b. 1905) – Hungarian/U.K. novelist, essayist – Darkness at Noon (1941)
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Bob Newhart (b. 1929) – U.S. comedianBob Newhart=======================================Twitter Updates – follow LitBirthdays on Twitter

William Saroyan (b. 1908) – U.S. novelist playwright, story writer – The Human Comedy
William Saroyan
Eleanor Hibbert Eleanor Hibbert (aka Victoria Holt; Philippa Carr; Eleanor Burford) (b.  1906) – U.K. novelist – My Enemy, The Queen by Victoria Holt (1978)
Tom Glazer (b. 1914) – U.S. folksinger, songwriter – Melody of Love
Mort Walker (b. 1923) – U.S. cartoonist – Beetle Bailey
Spike Feresten (b. 1964) – U.S. television comedy writer – Seinfeld (Soup Nazi episode)
Richard Wright (b. 1908) – U.S. novelist, essayist, poet – Native Son
Robert Fergusson (b. 1750) – Scottish poet Robert Fergusson
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