Kurt Masur Dies at 88; Conductor Transformed New York Philharmonic - The New York Times

Kurt Masur Dies at 88; Conductor Transformed New York Philharmonic - The New York Times: "memorably"



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Christine Goerke during her recent visit to the Metropolitan Opera Club

Billiards is a good game by Norman Maclean | The University of Chicago Magazine

Billiards is a good game | The University of Chicago Magazine:



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Bah Humbug you say? Do some good for a change, you sorry slackers! BBC Documentary - Messiah at the Foundling Hospital [HD]

A Nocturnal upon St. Lucy's Day BY JOHN DONNE

'Tis the year's midnight, and it is the day's, Lucy's, who scarce seven hours herself unmasks; The sun is spent, and now his flasks Send forth light squibs, no constant rays; The world's whole sap is sunk; The general balm th' hydroptic earth hath drunk, Whither, as to the bed's feet, life is shrunk, Dead and interr'd; yet all these seem to laugh, Compar'd with me, who am their epitaph. Study me then, you who shall lovers be At the next world, that is, at the next spring; For I am every dead thing, In whom Love wrought new alchemy. For his art did express A quintessence even from nothingness, From dull privations, and lean emptiness; He ruin'd me, and I am re-begot Of absence, darkness, death: things which are not. All others, from all things, draw all that's good, Life, soul, form, spirit, whence they being have; I, by Love's limbec, am the grave Of all that's nothing. Oft a flood Have we two wept, and so Drown'd the whole world, us two; oft did we grow To be two chaoses, when we did show Care to aught else; and often absences Withdrew our souls, and made us carcasses. But I am by her death (which word wrongs her) Of the first nothing the elixir grown; Were I a man, that I were one I needs must know; I should prefer, If I were any beast, Some ends, some means; yea plants, yea stones detest, And love; all, all some properties invest; If I an ordinary nothing were, As shadow, a light and body must be here. But I am none; nor will my sun renew. You lovers, for whose sake the lesser sun At this time to the Goat is run To fetch new lust, and give it you, Enjoy your summer all; Since she enjoys her long night's festival, Let me prepare towards her, and let me call This hour her vigil, and her eve, since this Both the year's, and the day's deep midnight is.

Joseph Donner being honored by the Anglosphere Society and the National Review Institute

Der Rosenkavalier 'Die Zeit, die ist ein sonderbar Ding . . .Mein schoener Schatz'

Swedish cretin - Foreign minister not sure Palestinian stabbings are terrorism... http://www.timesofisrael.com/swedish-pm-stabbing-attacks-in-israel-not-terrorism/

http://www.timesofisrael.com/swedish-pm-stabbing-attacks-in-israel-not-terrorism/

God Rot Tunbridge Wells By John Osborne - The Life Of Georg Frederic Handel

Banzai! The Imperial Japanese Navy 大日本帝國海軍

Germany Rebukes Its Own Intelligence Agency for Criticizing Saudi Policy - The New York Times

Germany Rebukes Its Own Intelligence Agency for Criticizing Saudi Policy - The New York Times:



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Fear not, this isn't New Age tripe, or eco-whine, but a remarkably well-written piece on final things. Whale Fall | Rebecca Giggs | Granta Magazine

Whale Fall | Rebecca Giggs | Granta Magazine:



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A bright moment in a shameful period: 1,000 American rabbis sign letter welcoming Syrian refugees - The Washington Post

1,000 American rabbis sign letter welcoming Syrian refugees - The Washington Post:



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