04-12-2007, 06:13 PM | #1 |
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Do You Know This (III)...
We continue the Lit session in this new game thread...
For all newcomers here is an explanation of the game: In the current Literature session I post a discription of an author and a few of works in clue-form. When you have guessed correctly I edit in your answers in the original post containing the text on the author and the list of clued works. After that I write this - Well done, "your name"! You may continue. Sometimes, if the thread havent been touched for a while, I move the entire text of the post to a new post to bump it up for attention or I simply post a new author. ******************** American author, who wrote over 70 detective novels, 46 of them featuring eccentric, chubby, beer drinking gourmet sleuth Nero Wolfe, whose wisecracking aide and right hand assistant in crime solving was Archie Goodwin. He started his literary career for the pulps, publishing romance, adventure, some borderline detective stories. After 1938 he focused solely on the mystery field. = Rex Stout 931 – Deadly snake = Fer-de-lance 932 – Group of scared persons = League of Frightened Men 933 – Leader disappears = The President Vanishes 934 – Royal award = A Prize for the Princes 935 – Produce breezed away = Seed On the Wind 936 – Occurance in Australia = Forest Fire 937 – Important in a court of law = A Question of Proof 938 – Lousily kept books = Bad For Business 939 – Not a chance = Over My Dead Body Last edited by Grey_Wolf : 09-28-2008 at 05:27 AM. |
04-14-2007, 09:42 AM | #2 |
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Rex Stout
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04-14-2007, 01:08 PM | #3 |
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Well done, Sun-star! U may continue.
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04-15-2007, 03:46 AM | #4 |
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American writer and philanthropist, best-known for an anti-slavery novel . She wrote the work in reaction to the Fugitive Slave Act of 1850, which made it illegal to assist an escaped slave. In the story the lead is bought and sold three times and finally beaten to death by his last owner. The book was quickly translated into 37 languages and it sold in five years over half a million copies in the United States. It was also among the most popular plays of the 19th century. = Harriet Beecher Stowe
940 – Religious wanderer's children = Descendants of the Pilgrims 941 – Bombadil's house = Uncle Tom's Cabin 942 – Depressing soaked place's story = A Tale of Great Dismal Swamp 943 – Highly placed politician's prewedding behaviour = The Minister's Wooing 944 – Small red long-tailed royally hunted predators = Little Foxes 945 – An adult pairv = My Wife and I 946 – Holy past: A look on ladies = Women in Sacred History 947 – What Jerusalem's citizens placed at Jesus's feet = Palmetto leaves 948 – The community = We and Our Neighbours 949 – Sniffing about = A Dog’s Mission Last edited by Grey_Wolf : 04-19-2007 at 04:19 AM. |
04-16-2007, 06:48 AM | #5 |
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Harriet Beecher Stowe
941 – Uncle Tom's Cabin 943 – The Minister's Wooing 944 – Little Foxes 946 – Women in Sacred History
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04-16-2007, 07:50 AM | #6 |
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Well done, Sun-star! U may continue.
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04-16-2007, 12:19 PM | #7 |
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942 – A Tale of Great Dismal Swamp
948 – We and Our Neighbours
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04-16-2007, 12:23 PM | #8 |
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Well done, Sun-star! U may continue.
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04-17-2007, 12:09 PM | #9 |
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945. My Wife and I?
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04-17-2007, 12:12 PM | #10 |
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Well done, Sun-star! U may continue.
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04-19-2007, 04:28 AM | #11 |
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...moved downthread...
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04-19-2007, 06:12 AM | #12 |
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Jonathan Swift
951 – The Battle of Books 952 – A Tale of a Tub 953 – Argument against Abolishing Christianity 957 – The Works 959 – The Intelligencer?
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04-19-2007, 04:27 PM | #13 |
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Well done, Sun-star! U may continue.
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04-21-2007, 03:33 AM | #14 |
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Irish author and journalist, dean of St. Patrick's Cathedral (Dublin) from 1713, the foremost prose satirist in English language. He became insane in his last years, but until his death he was known as Dublin's foremost citizen. His most famous works is about a traveller in a miniatyr world (1726), where the stories of lead's experiences among dwarfs and giants are best known. He gave to these journeys an air of authenticity and realism and many contemporary readers believed them to be true. = Jonathan Swift
950 – A traveller in a miniatyr world = Gulliver's Travels 951 – Literary fight = The Battle of Books 952 – Wash-basin's story = A Tale of a Tub 953 – Debative articles on definite hindrance of the creed of Catholics and Protestants. = Argument against Abolishing Christianity 954 – A not so forthrightly offered deal = A Modest Proposal 955 – Commands for employees = Directions To Servants 956 – Nice & enlightening talk = Polite And Ingenious Conversation 957 – The Labour = The Works 958 – Labour = Works 959 – Spy = The Intelligencer Last edited by Grey_Wolf : 04-21-2007 at 02:32 PM. |
04-21-2007, 05:37 AM | #15 |
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950 Gulliver's Travels
954 A Modest Proposal?
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04-21-2007, 07:36 AM | #16 |
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Well done, CC! U may continue.
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04-21-2007, 02:43 PM | #17 |
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...moved downthread...
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04-21-2007, 03:06 PM | #18 |
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Alfred, Lord Tennyson.
960 - In Memoriam 961 - Idylls of the King Mind's gone blank... but fear not, I shall be back
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04-21-2007, 06:23 PM | #19 |
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Well done, Sun-star! U may continue.
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04-22-2007, 06:08 PM | #20 |
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962 – Sea Dreams
968 – The Ancient Sage
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And all the time the waves, the waves, the waves Chase, intersect and flatten on the sand As they have done for centuries, as they will For centuries to come, when not a soul Is left to picnic on the blazing rocks, When England is not England, when mankind Has blown himself to pieces. Still the sea, Consolingly disastrous, will return While the strange starfish, hugely magnified, Waits in the jewelled basin of a pool. |