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Title Stories: Sonnets from the Portuguese by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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Lazarus is back
Australia’s Ambassador to the United States, Kim Beazley, still quips that John Winston Howard is his nemesis. This does not…
The Irony of Wislava Szymborska
In London, I remember the indignation. Surely the Nobel prize should have gone to Zbigniew Herbert, the Polish poet we…
Title Stories: Sonnets from the Portuguese by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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The Irony of Wislava Szymborska
In London, I remember the indignation. Surely the Nobel prize should have gone to Zbigniew Herbert, the Polish poet we…
Title Stories: Sonnets from the Portuguese by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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How Hitler's dreams came true in 1946
In 1946, in the aftermath of a devastating war, the world seemed a very dark place indeed, says Sam Leith
An epic performance that brings a lost novelist back to life
Hugh Walpole, now almost forgotten, was a literary giant. Descended from the younger brother of the 18th-century prime minister Robert…
To be astonished by nature, look no further than Claxton
Mark Cocker is the naturalist writer of the moment, with birds his special subject. His previous book, Birds and People,…
Imagine Eastenders directed by David Lynch
Ghostly doings are afoot in Edwardian London. Choking fog rolls over the treacle- black Thames. Braziers cast eerie shadows in…
Flawed, unproductive and heroic: the real Ernest Shackleton
Polar explorers are often cast as mavericks, and this is hardly surprising. The profession requires a disdain for pseudo-orthodoxies and,…
A jaunty romp of rape and pillage through the 16th century
The Brethren, by Robert Merle, who died at the age of 95 ten years ago, was originally published in 1977,…
Secretive, arrogant and reckless: the young T.E. Lawrence began life as he meant to go on
The Lawrence books are piling up, aren’t they? I don’t mean the author of The Rainbow, though as I write…
Title Stories: My Man Jeeves By P.G. Wodehouse
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Wave goodbye to the weight-gaining, drunk-driving Inspector Wallander
Some years ago I met the Swedish crime writer Henning Mankell at the Savoy Hotel in London, where he was…
Hercule Poirot returns – and yes, he’s as irritating as ever
First, a confession. I have never cared much for Hercule Poirot. In this I am not alone, for his creator…
The Guru of Late Antiquity speaks again
Nearly 50 years ago we made our way into an inner place, a semi-subterranean room, in a peculiar college. A…
James Ellroy’s latest attempt to unseat the Great American Novel
Aficionados of detective fiction have long known that the differences between the soft- and hard-boiled school are so profound that,…
Narrative history at its best – and bloodiest
Anyone thinking of bringing out a book on Waterloo at the moment must be very confident, very brave or just…
A compendium to match Radio 4: boring, but somehow gripping
When you think about it, Radio 4 is mostly a pile of old toss. Money Box qualifies as an anaesthetic,…
History Parade
We left the Scout hut shortly after dark, to ambush regulars acting as invaders. Later, there was to be a…
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In the big chair
Even those of us of a conservative bent hoped that the election of the Rudd government in 2007 would constitute…
History Parade
We left the Scout hut shortly after dark, to ambush regulars acting as invaders. Later, there was to be a…
Title Stories: My Man Jeeves By P.G. Wodehouse
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