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Patrick Leigh Fermor, “A Time to Keep Silence”

My passion for nun literature is not quite matched by my passion for monk literature — which, by the way, is not as rich a field. Matthew Lewis’s 1796 The Monk, an early Gothic, springs to mind but I can’t … Continue reading

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Patrick Leigh Fermor, “Between the Woods and the Water”

Between the Woods and the Water takes up exactly where Patrick Leigh Fermor left off at the end of A Time of Gifts; the first sentence reads “Perhaps I had made too long a halt on the bridge.”  (A reminder that … Continue reading

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Patrick Leigh Fermor, “A Time of Gifts”

I’m not a big reader of travelogues and in the middle of Patrick Leigh Fermor’s description of the Riders’ Staircase in Prague’s Old Royal Palace, I put my finger on the usual reason for this. Or rather Leigh Fermor did, … Continue reading

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W. Stanley Moss, “Ill Met By Moonlight”

What put this book into my hands? I must have responded to Patrick Leigh-Fermor’s association with it, having been charmed by that writer in With Tearing Haste. And some marketing genius (at Amazon, I suspect) persuaded me that I would … Continue reading

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Deborah Devonshire & Patrick Leigh-Fermor, “In Tearing Haste”

I love that the Duchess of Devonshire is reduced to “Deborah Devonshire” in her capacity as an author.  It’s a kind of leveling perhaps — only not really.  One of the many, many pleasures in this volume is the grandeur … Continue reading

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