COMPLETE The Life of Samuel Johnson, Vol.4 by Boswell -ck

[mrwemmick]

Carolin

I would like to claim Section 8 and 9

Peter

[Carolin]

thank you very much, peter!

[Caeristhiona]

May I have 20-23?

[kathrinee]

I had no problems downloading the sections now PL section 3 OK

Regards Kathrine

[rellwood]

Good, and thanks for the 1-minute test suggestion. I passed the test and now present you with section 7:

http://upload.librivox.org/share/uploads/ck/samueljohnson4_07_boswell.mp3

The length is 26:25.

I also volunteer to read section 10. I'm such a fan of Samuel Johnson's, how can I resist?

--Richard

[Carolin]

thank you kathrine for pl'ing

and thanks richard and caeristhiona for claiming

[rellwood]

Here is section 10, recorded:
http://upload.librivox.org/share/uploads/ck/samueljohnson4_10_boswell.mp3
Length: 24:37.

I first became interested in Johnson when I read this poem about him and his cat:

Burly and big, his books among,
Good Samuel Johnson sat,
With frowning brows and wig askew,
His snuff-strewn waistcoat far from new;
So stern and menacing his air,
That neither Black Sam,
nor the maid
To knock or interrupt him dare;
Yet close beside him, unafraid,
Sat Hodge, the cat.

"This participle," the Doctor wrote,
"The modern scholar cavils at,
But," - even as he penned the word,
A soft, protesting note was heard;
The Doctor fumbled with his pen,
The dawning thought took wings and flew,
The sound repeated, come again,
It was a faint, reminding "Mew!"
From Hodge, the cat...

The Dictionary was laid down,
The Doctor tied his vast cravat,
And down the buzzing street he strode,
Taking an often-trodden road,
And halted at a well-known stall:
"Fishmonger," spoke the Doctor gruff,
"Give me six oysters, that is all;
Hodge knows when he has had enough,
Hodge is my cat."

Then home; puss dined and while in sleep
he chased a visionary rat,
His master sat him down again,
Rewrote his page, renibbed his pen;
Each "i" was dotted, each "t" was crossed,
He labored on for all to read,
Nor deemed that time was waste or lost
Spent in supplying the small need
Of Hodge, the cat.

The dear old Doctor! Fierce of mien,
Untidy, arbitrary, fat,
What gentle thought his name enfold!
So generous of his scanty gold.
So quick to love, so hot to scorn,
Kind to all sufferers under heaven,
A tend'rer despot ne'er was born;
His big heart held a corner, even
For Hodge, the cat.

[Carolin]

thank you richard!

i have never come across johnsons cat so far...

[kathrinee]

Hi

PL section 04 is OK

Kathrine

[barbara2]

Carolin,

I have uploaded Section 6:

http://upload.librivox.org/share/uploads/ck/samueljohnson4_06_boswell.mp3

MB 29.7
M:S 32:30

Now I'd like to claim Sections 11, 12 and 13.


Best,

Barbara

[Carolin]

thank you kathrine!

would you like to stick to this project and be the dpl? you dont have to, of course, but you seem to be interested

[Carolin]

and of course thank you barbara!

[mrwemmick]

Carolin

Here is Section 08

http://upload.librivox.org/share/uploads/ck/samueljohnson4_08_boswell.mp3

duration 24:02

Regards

Peter

[kathrinee]

thank you kathrine!

would you like to stick to this project and be the dpl? you dont have to, of course, but you seem to be interested

Sorry, I don't think I can committ to that - too many other things going on - but I'll hang around and keep PL-ing when I can as long you don't have a DPL

Kathrine

[Carolin]

no problem, kathrine.

and thanks a lot, peter!