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De Engelse dichter en schrijver Laurence Edward Alan "Laurie" Lee werd geboren in Slad, Gloucestershire op 26 juni 1914. Zie ook mijn blog van 26 juni 2007 en ook mijn blog van 26 juni 2008.xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />
April Rise
If ever I saw blessing in the air
I see it now in this still early day
Where lemon-green the vaporous morning drips
Wet sunlight on the powder of my eye.
Blown bubble-film of blue, the sky wraps round
Weeds of warm light whose every root and rod
Splutters with soapy green, and all the world
Sweats with the bead of summer in its bud.
If ever I heard blessing it is there
Where birds in trees that shoals and shadows are
Splash with their hidden wings and drops of sound
Break on my ears their crests of throbbing air.
Pure in the haze the emerald sun dilates,
The lips of sparrows milk the mossy stones,
While white as water by the lake a girl
Swims her green hand among the gathered swans.
Now, as the almond burns its smoking wick,
Dropping small flames to light the candled grass;
Now, as my low blood scales its second chance,
If ever world were blessed, now it is.
Laurie Lee (26 juni 1914 13 mei 1997)
De Deense schrijver Martin Andersen-Nexø werd geboren op 26 juni 1869 in Kopenhagen. Zie ook mijn blog van 26 juni 2007.
Uit: Ditte Menschenkind
Es hat allzeit als Zeichen einer guten Abstammung gegolten, wenn man seine Ahnen bis weit zurück aufzählen konnte. Und danach ist Ditte Menschenkind ein sehr vornehmes Wesen. Sie gehört dem ältesten und zahlreichsten Geschlecht im Lande an, dem Geschlechte Mann.
Eine Stammtafel der Familie findet sich nicht, und sie wäre auch nicht leicht auszuarbeiten, da die Familie zahlreich ist wie der Sand des Meeres. Alle andern Geschlechter lassen sich auf dieses zurückführen; hier tauchten sie auf im Laufe der Zeiten - und sie kehrten wieder dahin zurück, wenn ihre Kraft verronnen und ihre Rolle ausgespielt war. Das Geschlecht Mann gleicht gewissermaßen dem großen Meere, von wo die Wasser gen Himmel steigen in lichtem Flug - und wohin sie schwer rinnend zurückkehren.
Der Überlieferung nach soll die Stammutter des Geschlechts eine Feldarbeiterin gewesen sein, die mit dem nackten Gesäß auf der feuchten Erde ausruhte. Davon wurde sie schwanger, und sie brachte einen Knaben zur Welt. Dies blieb später ein eigentümlicher Zug des Geschlechts: seine Frauen trugen nicht gern Unterzeug - und bekamen Kinder für nichts und wieder nichts. Noch heißt es von ihnen, daß sie bloß in einer Türe im Zugwind zu stehen brauchen, um ein Mädchen unterm Herzen zu tragen. Um einen Knaben zu bekommen, brauchen sie bloß an einem Eiszapfen zu lutschen. Wunderlich ist's nicht, daß ein zahlreiches, abgehärtetes Geschlecht entstand, dessen Hände Wachstum schufen. Es wurde das eigentümlichste Kennzeichen des Geschlechtes Mann, daß alles, was es anrührte, lebte und gedieh.
Martin Andersen-Nexø (26 juni 1869 1 juni 1954)
Beeld op het eiland Bornholm
De Bengaals Indische dichter, schrijver, essayiste en journalist Bankim Chandra Chatterjee werd geboren op 26 juni 1838 in Kanthalpura. Zie ook mijn blog van 26 juni 2007.
Uit: The Poison Tree (Vertaald door Miriam S. Knight)
Magendra Natha Datta is about to travel by boat. It is the month Joisto (MayJune), the time of storms. His wife, Surja Mukhi, had adjured him, saying, "Be careful; if a storm arises be sure you fasten the boat to the shore. Do not remain in the boat." Nagendra had consented to this, otherwise Surja Mukhi would not have permitted him to leave home; and unless he went to Calcutta his suits in the Courts would not prosper.
Nagendra Natha was a young man, about thirty years of age, a wealthy zemindar (landholder) in Zillah Govindpur. He dwelt in a small village which we shall call Haripur. He was travelling in his own boat. The first day or two passed without obstacle. The river flowed smoothly onleaped, danced, cried out, restless, unending, playful. On shore, herdsmen were grazing their oxenone sitting under a tree singing, another smoking, some fighting, others eating. Inland, husbandmen were driving the plough, beating the oxen, lavishing abuse upon them, in which the owner shared. The wives of the husbandmen, bearing vessels of water, some carrying a torn quilt, or a dirty mat, wearing a silver amulet round the neck, a ring in the nose, bracelets of brass on the arm, with unwashed garments, their skins blacker than ink, their hair unkempt, formed a chattering crowd. Among them one beauty was rubbing her head with mud, another beating a child, a third speaking with a neighbour in abuse of some nameless person, a fourth beating clothes on a plank. Further on, ladies from respectable[3] villages adorned the gháts (landing-steps) with their appearancethe elders conversing, the middle-aged worshipping Siva, the younger covering their faces and plunging into the water; the boys and girls screaming, playing with mud, stealing the flowers offered in worship, swimming, throwing water over every one, sometimes stepping up to a lady, snatching away the image of Siva from her, and running off with it.
Bankim Chandra Chatterjee (26 juni 1838 8 april 1894)
De Thaise dichter Sunthorn Phu werd geboren op 26 juni 1786 in Bangkok. Zie ook mijn blog van 26 juni 2007.
Uit: The births of Khun Chang and Khun Phaen
(Vertaald door Chris Baker and Pasuk Phongpaichit)
Now we have honored teachers, lets get on with the story. There
are tales from the past, when His Majesty King Phanwasa2 ruled the
city of Ayutthaya,
a time of happiness and joy like a heavenly city. He was the pinnacle3
of the world. His power extended in all directions. He governed the
ordinary people.
Tributary cities, large and small, within his sway, quailed before his
might. Every country surrounding the capital submitted and paid
homage.
The king observed the Ten Royal Virtues, spreading perfect bliss and
contentment throughout the kingdom, for which the people were duly
thankful.
This is the story of Khun Phaen, Khun Chang, and the fair Nang
Wanthong. In the year 147 the parents of these three, people of that era,
were loyal subjects of the realm of His Majesty King Phanwasa. The
tale will be told according to the legend, so that you listeners may
understand.
Khun Krai Pholphai was a man of property and wealth from Ban
Phlap. Nang Thong Prasi lived at Wat Takrai. These two had
become a couple.
A diligent man, his home was in the city of Suphan.
He was a rich man with masses of wealth and many men. Together
with his wife, Nang Thepthong, he lived at Ten Cowries Landing8 in
Suphan.
Sunthorn Phu (26 juni 1786 - ? 1855)
De Engelse dichter Branwell Brontë werd op 26 juni 1817 geboren in Thornton, Yorkshire. Hij was de enige zoon in de Brontë familie en de broer van Charlotte, Emily en Anne. Branwell wilde dichter worden en probeerde zijn gedichten gepubliceerd te krijgen, maar zonder succes. Hij besloot zich te richten op portretschilderen, maar ook daarin faalde hij. Het lukte hem niet een plek te krijgen op de Royal Academy of Arts. Op 5 juni 1841 werd eindelijk zijn gedicht Heaven and Earth gepubliceerd in de Halifax Gaurdian. Tot 1847 wist hij in totaal 18 gedichten te publiceren. Maar plannen voor een roman of een gedichtenbundel liepen op niets uit. Pas in 1997 en 1999, bijna 150 jaar na zijn dood, werden Branwells gedichten verzameld en in twee bundels uitgebracht.
Sir Henry Tunstall (Fragmnet)
They fancied, when they saw me home returning,
That all my soul to meet with them was yearning,
That every wave I'd bless which bore me hither;
They thought my spring of life could never wither.
That in the dry the green leaf I could keep,
As pliable as youth to laugh or weep;
They did not think how oft my eyesight turned
Toward the skies where Indian Sunshine burned,
That I had perhaps left an associate band,
That I had farewells even for that wild Land;
They did not think my head and heart were older,
My strength more broken and my feelings colder,
That spring was hastening into autumn sere -
And leafless trees make loveliest prospects drear -
That sixteen years the same ground travel o'er
Till each wears out the mark which each has left before.
Branwell Brontë (26 juni 1817 24 september 1848)
Zussen en broer, getekend door Branwell
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