Post by The Poetic Protégée on Oct 17, 2006 17:16:38 GMT -5
I was reading 'Gallows Thief' by Bernard Cornwell and what should I come across but a reference to John Wilmot himself?! I was so happy I think I actually squealed aloud 
Good job I was on my own in my room 
The best part was I knew it had to be him before his name was mentionned, you'll know what I mean if you keep reading.
Anyway, I made this thread for any time anyone comes across the Earl in literature/art or any other media ;D I thought it would be interesting to see how many places he pops up!
Here's my first reference:
pg 119, Gallows Thief
He looked about the library, but there was nothing untoward about it. The only painting was a life-size, full-length portrait that hung above the mantel. It showed a thin man with a rakish good-looking face and lavishly curled hair that hung past his shoulders. He was wearing a tight-waisted coat made of floral silk at its cuffs and neck, while across his chest was a broad sash from which hung a basket-hilted sword.
"John Wilmot, second Earl of Rochester," Lord Skavadale identified the man, "You know his work?"
"I know he was a poet," Sandman said, "and a libertine."
"Lucky man to be either," Skavadale said with a smile, "He was indeed a poet, a poet of the highest wit and the rarest talent, and we think of him, Captain, as our exemplar. The seraphim are higher beings, the highest, indeed, of all the angels. It is a small conceit of ours."
;D
Good job I was on my own in my room The best part was I knew it had to be him before his name was mentionned, you'll know what I mean if you keep reading.Anyway, I made this thread for any time anyone comes across the Earl in literature/art or any other media ;D I thought it would be interesting to see how many places he pops up!
Here's my first reference:
pg 119, Gallows Thief
He looked about the library, but there was nothing untoward about it. The only painting was a life-size, full-length portrait that hung above the mantel. It showed a thin man with a rakish good-looking face and lavishly curled hair that hung past his shoulders. He was wearing a tight-waisted coat made of floral silk at its cuffs and neck, while across his chest was a broad sash from which hung a basket-hilted sword.
"John Wilmot, second Earl of Rochester," Lord Skavadale identified the man, "You know his work?"
"I know he was a poet," Sandman said, "and a libertine."
"Lucky man to be either," Skavadale said with a smile, "He was indeed a poet, a poet of the highest wit and the rarest talent, and we think of him, Captain, as our exemplar. The seraphim are higher beings, the highest, indeed, of all the angels. It is a small conceit of ours."
;D
