2019年3月13日 星期三

agley, Ganesha. god, godsend, blasphemy, nought


“The theme is not, as the title would suggest, that the best laid plans of mice and men gang aft agley. They do in this story as in others. But it is a play on the immemorial theme of what men live by besides bread alone. In sure, raucous, vulgar Americanism, Steinbeck has touched the quick in his little story.”


Let nought be wasted, gather up for the recurrent session
Loves of lead, lusting in the sun's recession.


Chinese liquor chases Xi Jinping's rise
Washington Post
BEIJING — Chinese president-in-waiting Xi Jinping has criticized Communist Party officials for banqueting and networking and urged them to focus on studying Marxism instead. But for one Chinese liquor company, the elevation of Xi has been a godsend.



象頭神(Ganesha)圖案的T恤,那是我在印度、尼泊爾、峇里島等地旅行時買回來的。
Reconsecration, With Bells, Saffron and Elephant
By ANNE BARNARD
The five-day ritual for the renovated Ganesha Temple in Flushing, Queens, honored a large Indian community and Flushing’s history of religious freedom. 
 The one figure who seems to have broken the barrier is the elephant-headed god Ganesha. And he's in top form in an 11th-century Chola piece here, swaying on pudgy legs, as if about to dance, brandishing a different object in each of his four hands: a broken tusk, a plump sweet, a ritual club and a noose.


Murphy’s Law
If anything can go wrong, it will.
會出錯的事,早晚會發生。

誰是真正的墨菲?
在墨菲定律這個名詞出現之前,人類就已知道這種現象。1786年,蘇格蘭詩人 Robert Burn寫道:「不管是老鼠或人,都注定易生差錯。」*



*懷疑是他著名的
. The best laid schemes o’ mice and men
Gang aft agley
Robert Burns 1786



Latitude: The Art of Blasphemy

Political extremism is stifling art in Pakistan, denying the country one of its greatest sources of progressivism.

Blasphemy is a kind of "word magic". As with other magic beliefs, it has no place in the 21st century. http://econ.st/1DyadGw ‪#‎CharlieHebdo‬‪#‎JeSuisCharlie‬

blasphemy


 音節
blas • phe • my
発音
blǽsfəmi
blasphemyの変化形
blasphemies (複数形)
[名]
1 [U][C](神・神聖な事物に対する)冒涜(ぼうとく);涜神.
2 冒涜的な言葉
utter blasphemies against ...
…に対して冒涜的な言葉を使う.

godsend 

音節
gód • sènd
発音
gɑ'dsènd | gɔ'd-
godsendの変化形
godsends (複数形)
[名](神からの授り物のような)幸運な出来事, 天のたまもの.



agleyəˈglā,əˈglē

agley の定義
副詞
1
askew; awry.
The best laid plans of mice and men gang aft agley .
agley の例

A delightful event, but things gang aft agley when a certain mayor cracks wise about a certain nation's reputation for thriftiness and predilection for men in ‘skirts.’


agley[a・gley]
  (ə-glī', ə-glā', ə-glē') pronunciation
adv. Scots
Off to one side; awry.


[A-2 + Scots gley, to squint (from Middle English glien , possibly of Scandinavian origin).]

  • 発音記号[əglíː, -léi]
[副]((主にスコット・北イング))わきへ, それて, まちがって, ゆがんで(awry).

Robert Burns Poem -"To a Mouse"



nought

Pronunciation: /nɔːt/
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noughth

adjective

To a Mouse - A Poem by Robert Burns

To a Mouse
(Written by Burns after he had turned over the nest of a tiny field mouse with his plough. Burns was a farmer and farmers are generally far too busy to be concerned with the health of mice. This poem is another illustration of Robert Burn's tolerance to all creatures and his innate humanity.)
Wee, sleekit, cowran, tim'rous beastie,
O, what a panic's in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
Wi' bickering brattle!
I wad be laith to rin an' chase thee,
Wi' murd'ring pattle!
I'm truly sorry Man's dominion
Has broken Nature's social union,
An' justifies that ill opinion,
Which makes thee startle,
At me, thy poor, earth-born companion,
An' fellow-mortal!
I doubt na, whyles, but thou may thieve;
What then? poor beastie, thou maun live!
A daimen-icker in a thrave 'S a sma' request:
I'll get a blessin wi' the lave,
An' never miss't!
Thy wee-bit housie, too, in ruin!
It's silly wa's the win's are strewin!
An' naething, now, to big a new ane,
O' foggage green!
An' bleak December's winds ensuin,
Baith snell an' keen!
Thou saw the fields laid bare an' wast,
An' weary Winter comin fast,
An' cozie here, beneath the blast,
Thou thought to dwell,
Till crash! the cruel coulter past
Out thro' thy cell.
That wee-bit heap o' leaves an' stibble,
Has cost thee monie a weary nibble!
Now thou's turn'd out, for a' thy trouble,
But house or hald.
To thole the Winter's sleety dribble,
An' cranreuch cauld!
But Mousie, thou are no thy-lane,
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes o' Mice an' Men,
Gang aft agley,
An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain,
For promis'd joy!
Still, thou art blest, compar'd wi' me!
The present only toucheth thee:
But Och! I backward cast my e'e,
On prospects drear!
An' forward, tho' I canna see,
I guess an' fear!

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