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De Engelse dichter en schrijver John Bunyan werd geboren op 30 november 1628 in Harrowden bij Bedford. Zie ook mijn blog van 30 november 2006 en ook mijn blog van 30 november 2008.
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Upon The Lord's Prayer
Our Father which in heaven art,
Thy name be always hallowed;
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done;
Thy heavenly path be followed
By us on earth as 'tis with thee,
We humbly pray;
And let our bread us given be,
From day to day.
Forgive our debts as we forgive
Those that to us indebted are:
Into temptation lead us not,
But save us from the wicked snare.
The kingdom's thine, the power too,
We thee adore;
The glory also shall be thine
For evermore.
John Bunyan (30 november 1628 - 31 augustus 1688)
Standbeeld in Bedford
De Duitse dichter en schrijver Rudolf Lavant (eig. Richard Cramer) werd geboren op 30 november 1844 in Leipzig. Zie ook mijn blog van 30 november 2008.
In der Vorstadt
(Nach dem Englischen des Francis W. L. Adams)
In finstrer Nacht, durch koterfüllte Gassen,
In dem Kanalgewirr und unter Bäumen
Der dumpfe Taktschritt ungesehner Massen,
Ein stöhnend Atmen wie aus wüsten Träumen!
Gespenstisch alles! Nur ein Lichtlein wacht -
Das ist der Vormarsch der Armee der Nacht!
Die Wunden all, die durch die Nacht Vertierten,
Die da in Höhlen und in Gruben wohnen,
Die Fraun, die tränenlos ins Dunkel stierten,
Sie ziehen alle mit uns wie Dämonen.
Schließt eure Reihn! Welch blanker Schimmer lacht?
Die Bajonette der Armee der Nacht!
Mann, Weib und Kind, so kommen wir gezogen,
In erzner Säule, schweigend und gewaltsam.
Es drängen sich die Reihn wie Meereswogen,
Düster und feierlich und unaufhaltsam.
Der Dämmrung zu, die leis im Ost entfacht,
Wälzt sich die drohende Armee der Nacht!
Rudolf Lavant (30 november 1844 6 december 1915)
De Britse staatsman en schrijver Sir Winston Leonard Spencer Churchill werd geboren in Woodstock op 30 november 1874. Zie ook mijn blog van 30 november 2007 en ook mijn blog van 30 november 2008.
Uit: Speech before Commons (June 4, 1940)
We are assured that novel methods will be adopted, and when we see the originality, malice and ingenuity of aggression which our enemy displays we may certainly prepare ourselves for every kind of novel stratagem and every kind of brutal and treacherous manoeuvre. I think no idea is so outlandish that it should not be considered and viewed with a watchful, but at the same time steady, eye.
We must never forget the solid assurances of sea power and those which belong to air power if they can be locally exercised. I have myself full confidence that if all do their duty and if the best arrangements are made, as they are being made, we shall prove ourselves once again able to defend our island home, ride out the storms of ware outlive the menace of tyranny, if necessary, for years, if necessary, alone.
At any rate, that is what we are going to try to do. that is the resolve of His Majesty's Government, every man of them. that is the will of Parliament and the nation. The British Empire and the French Republic, linked together in their cause and their need, will defend to the death their native soils, aiding each other like good comrades to the utmost of their strength, even though a large tract of Europe and many old and famous States have fallen or may fall into the grip of the Gestapo and all the odious apparatus of Nazi rule.
We shall not flag nor fail. We shall go on to the end. We shall fight in France and on the seas and oceans; we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air. We shall defend our island whatever the cost may be; we shall fight on beaches, landing grounds, in fields, in streets and on the hills. We shall never surrender and even if, which I do not for the moment believe, this island or a large part of it were subjugated and starving, then our empire beyond the seas, armed and guarded by the British Fleet, will carry on the struggle until in God's good time the New World with all its power and might, sets forth to the liberation and rescue of the Old. .
Winston Churchill (30 november 1874 - 24 januari 1965)
De Canadese schrijfster Lucy Maud Montgomery werd geboren in Clifton op 30 november 1874. Zie ook mijn blog van 30 november 2008.
Uit: Anne Of Green Gables
Mrs. Rachel Lynde lived just where the Avonlea main road dipped down into a little hollow, fringed with alders and ladies' eardrops and traversed by a brook that had its source away back in the woods of the old Cuthbert place; it was reputed to be an intricate, headlong brook in its earlier course through those woods, with dark secrets of pool and cascade; but by the time it reached Lynde's Hollow it was a quiet, well-conducted little stream, for not even a brook could run past Mrs. Rachel Lynde's door without due regard for decency and decorum; it probably was conscious that Mrs. Rachel was sitting at her window, keeping a sharp eye on everything that passed, from brooks and children up, and that if she noticed anything odd or out of place she would never rest until she had ferreted out the whys and wherefores thereof.
There are plenty of people, in Avonlea and out of it, who can attend closely to their neighbors business by dint of neglecting their own; but Mrs. Rachel Lynde was one of those capable creatures who can manage their own concerns and those of other folks into the bargain. She was a notable housewife; her work was always done and well done; she "ran" the Sewing Circle, helped run the Sunday-school, and was the strongest prop of the, Church Aid Society and Foreign Missions Auxiliary. Yet with all this Mrs. Rachel found abundant time to sit for hours at her kitchen window, knitting "cotton warp" quilts--she had, knitted sixteen of them, as Avonlea housekeepers were wont to tell in awed voices-and keeping a sharp eye on the main road that crossed the hollow and wound up the steep red hill beyond. Since Avonlea occupied a little triangular peninsula jutting out into the Gulf of St. Lawrence, with water on two sides of it, anybody who went out of it or into it had to pass over that hill road and so run the unseen gauntlet of Mrs. Rachel's all-seeing eye.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (30 november 1874 24 april 1942)
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