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Daily Dose of Dorothy Parker

By J. Wesley ⋅ May 24, 2008 ⋅ Email This Post Email This Post ⋅ Print This Post Print This Post ⋅ Post a comment

My second-eldest son is named Tennyson. Reading through some Dorothy Parker poems today, I came across this stanza:

    Should Heaven send me any son,
    I hope he’s not like Tennyson.
    I’d rather have him play a fiddle,
    Than rise and bow and speak an idyll.
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3 comments for “Daily Dose of Dorothy Parker”

  1. hah! Well, Dorothy Parker has quite the wit. But Tennyson will win that confrontation. One of my profs used to call Tennyson (with Frost and some similar poets) “the old smoothie.” :-)

    Posted by pgepps | May 24, 2008, 6:20 pm

  2. Gotta love Dorothy. Even if she disses Tennyson.

    Posted by TulipGirl | May 25, 2008, 4:08 pm

  3. The fiddle/idyll rhyme makes it work. :-)

    Apparently the British pronounce this just about exactly like “e-deals” would be said, here. I prefer the American fiddle, riddle, iddle, er, idyll.

    Posted by pgepps | May 26, 2008, 5:05 am

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