Path: ...!news.mixmin.net!eternal-september.org!feeder3.eternal-september.org!news.eternal-september.org!.POSTED!not-for-mail From: William Hyde Newsgroups: rec.arts.sf.written Subject: Re: Whoops! The Atlantic Makes Trump Look EPIC In Cover Intended as a Smear Date: Wed, 18 Sep 2024 18:45:49 -0400 Organization: A noiseless patient Spider Lines: 40 Message-ID: References: <20240913a@crcomp.net> <20240915a@crcomp.net> <20240916a@crcomp.net> <2atlej9nldj2558spdtam1n7226ci4i534@4ax.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=UTF-8; format=flowed Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Injection-Date: Thu, 19 Sep 2024 00:45:55 +0200 (CEST) Injection-Info: dont-email.me; posting-host="723f90df82183ff0b8eb8a092e3d1d7e"; logging-data="265062"; mail-complaints-to="abuse@eternal-september.org"; posting-account="U2FsdGVkX19g83zDF3pu4Ua/JnHmVCH4" User-Agent: Mozilla/5.0 (Windows NT 10.0; WOW64; rv:91.0) Gecko/20100101 Firefox/91.0 SeaMonkey/2.53.19 Cancel-Lock: sha1:CsX9518mWbme0VI0pVermvU3608= In-Reply-To: <2atlej9nldj2558spdtam1n7226ci4i534@4ax.com> Bytes: 2512 Paul S Person wrote: > On Mon, 16 Sep 2024 16:29:18 -0000 (UTC), Don wrote: > > >> Far sighted Bacon knew it would take centuries for his vision to come >> true. Should Trump singlehandedly reverse centuries of sociological >> ratcheting it'd be enough to make Bacon "sing the blues" as they say. >> Only the blues didn't exist back in Bacon's day - ergo "Flow My Tears." > > John Dowland, born 2 years after Francis Bacon and so a contemporary > of his, wrote, among others, lute songs with titles like: > > Can She Excuse My Wrongs > I Saw My Lady Weep > and > Flow My Tears > > so, yes, I would say people in Bacon's day sung the blues, even if the > genre by that name did not exist yet. > > I wouldn't rule out such songs in Ancient Rome, or even Classical > Greece. > > As I said elsewhere, songs about problems with romance appearto have > been around for a /very/ long time. But he could also be less serious. In a song the singer tells of his love for Cynthia, and how he carves her name into a tree. But later in the same song: "If Cynthia crave her ring of me I blot her name out of the tree". William Hyde >