Norman Mailer 1923 2007 ~ Signed original Portrait/drawing 1995 signed and dated by the author; this for Pen Canada Auctions, in aid of authors of captivity or in exile ~  More »

Norman Mailer 1923 2007 ~ Signed original Portrait/drawing 1995 signed and dated by the author; this for Pen Canada Auctions, in aid of authors of captivity or in exile ~ Professionally framed and glazed for the auction; ready to hang ~ unique one of a kind item ~ quite a large portrait ~ Needless to say one of Americas great talents in writing; I still feel that his nonfiction works on writing are amongst the best ever written... Seize A4 quite scarce drawing with water-tight provenance   « Less

H. Antoine D'Arcy 1843 1925 ~ Sing a song of Coca Cola +/- 1920 ~ scarce poem by this poet/pioneer executive in the motion picture business ~ poem on Prohibition, and a very  More »

H. Antoine D'Arcy 1843 1925 ~ Sing a song of Coca Cola +/- 1920 ~ scarce poem by this poet/pioneer executive in the motion picture business ~ poem on Prohibition, and a very early poem on Coca Cola ~ signed with added author of 'the face upon the floor' ~ Scarce Americana   « Less

Author: WEST, Anthony Title: Elizabethan England (Autograph Manuscript) Description: Black cloth blank book. Front hinge slightly cracked and a little weak, else very  More »

Author: WEST, Anthony Title: Elizabethan England (Autograph Manuscript) Description: Black cloth blank book. Front hinge slightly cracked and a little weak, else very good or better. West's handwritten manuscript, written in his calligraphic hand, of his short book Elizabethan England, and Inscribed by him to Ole Risom, a writer of children's books, and his editor at Random House. The book was published in the Odyssey Library Series in 1965. The manuscript covers 58 pages and shows some corrections, but it is a transcription prepared by West for Risom personally. West, of heroic, if difficult and unwed, parentage (H.G. Wells and Rebecca West), was an accomplished and critically lauded literary writer who aside from novels and non-fiction, wrote essays and criticism, much of it for The New Yorker. Purchased from: Between the covers rare books.   « Less

Ancient Huanghuali Single Piece Table Top & Huanghuali Buddha Statue

Ancient Huanghuali Single Piece Table Top & Huanghuali Buddha Statue   « Less

not in perfect condition needs restoration on binding otherwise complete large heavy book has many not seen before pictures. Buyer welcome to collect.

not in perfect condition needs restoration on binding otherwise complete large heavy book has many not seen before pictures. Buyer welcome to collect.   « Less

George John Whyte-Melville 1821 1878 A Child in the nursery crying 1855/56 ~ Scarce Crimean war poem ~ written during the time the author served in Crimean war 1855/56  More »

George John Whyte-Melville 1821 1878 A Child in the nursery crying 1855/56 ~ Scarce Crimean war poem ~ written during the time the author served in Crimean war 1855/56 written on headed Royal army paper RA Mess Razmak Waziristan ~ three pages nine verses, 36 lines ~ signed with initials. To our knowledge it was never noted as a war-poem until now; we feel no-one knew it was composed in Crimea, and when one goes over the solemn lines, one can feel the angst and bitter tones of the piece... Few books were written about this war, where nearly half a million people died. Britain only joined the alliance of Turkey, France, Sardinia in 1855 and the war was over in 1856, hence when the poem was written can be narrowed down comfortably to the timeframe... Tennyson famously wrote 'the charge of the light-brigade; but to our knowledge he was never actually present in Crimea, whilst Whyte-Melville was. The first draft of the poem clearly paints a very sombre mood indeed. It is uncanny how topical the work is, in our present day. From the Cyclopedia of world authors: George John Whyte-Melville was born near St. Andrews, Scotland, June 19, 1821, into society, his father being a landowner in Scotland and his mother a daughter of the duke of Leeds. As a boy Whyte-Melville attended Eton, the famous English public school, and at the age of seventeen he became a commissioned officer in the Ninety-third Highlanders Regiment. After seven years with that regiment he transferred to the Coldstream Guards and retired from the British army at the age of twenty-seven with the rank of captain. When the Crimean War broke out in 1853, Whyte-Melville volunteered his services to the government and went on active duty with the rank of major. He served with units of Turkish irregular cavalry. During his service in the Crimean War he wrote some poetry, and a portion of it was published. After the war he returned to civilian life to continue writing and hunting, his favorite sport. IM Therefore fone art & manuscripts 0014162038608 Toronto Islands Canada Below two different ways the poem was published the first in Alan Bennett'd first play, forty years on 1968, the second in Temple bar 1876 A child in the nursery crying, A boy in the cricket field – out, A youth for a fantasy sighing, A man with a fit of the gout. Some sense of experience wasted, Of counsel misunderstood, Of pleasure, bitter when tasted, And of pain that did him no good. The sum of a life expended, A pearl in the pig trough cast, A comedy played and ended, And what has it come to at last? The dead man, propped on a pillow, The journey taken alone, The tomb with an urn and a willow And a lie carved deep into stone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A child in the nursery crying—a boy in the cricket field, “out!” A youth for a fantasy sighing—a man with a fit of the gout, A heart dried up and narrowed—a task repeated in vain, A field plowed deep and harrowed, but bare and barren of grain. Some sense of experience wasted, of counsel misunderstood, Of pleasure, bitter when tasted, and pain that did him no good, Some sparks of sentiment perished—some flashes of genius lost, A torrent of false love cherished—a ripple of true love crossed, Some feeble breasting of trouble to glide again with the stream, In principle void as a bubble—in purpose vague as a dream, A future hope half-hearted, for dim is the future now— That the triple crown has parted, and death is damp on the brow, And a debt is to pay by the debtor—a doctor, a lawyer, a nurse, A feeling he should have been better, a doubt if he could have been worse, While the ghostly finger traces its ghostly message of doom, And a troop of ghostly faces pass on in a darkened room, With ghostly shapes to beckon and ghostly voices to call, And the grim recorder to reckon, and add the total of all, The sum of a life expended—a pearl in a pig trough cast, A comedy played and ended—and what has it come to at last? The dead man, propped on a pillow—the journey taken alone, The tomb with an urn and a willow, and a lie carved deep in the stone.   « Less

George John Whyte-Melville 1821 1878 A Child in the nursery crying 1855/56 ~ Scarce Crimean war poem ~ written during the time the author served in Crimean war 1855/56  More »

George John Whyte-Melville 1821 1878 A Child in the nursery crying 1855/56 ~ Scarce Crimean war poem ~ written during the time the author served in Crimean war 1855/56 written on headed Royal army paper RA Mess Razmak Waziristan ~ three pages nine verses, 36 lines ~ signed with initials. To our knowledge it was never noted as a war-poem until now; we feel no-one knew it was composed in Crimea, and when one goes over the solemn lines, one can feel the angst and bitter tones of the piece... Few books were written about this war, where nearly half a million people died. Britain only joined the alliance of Turkey, France, Sardinia in 1855 and the war was over in 1856, hence when the poem was written can be narrowed down comfortably to the timeframe... Tennyson famously wrote 'the charge of the light-brigade; but to our knowledge he was never actually present in Crimea, whilst Whyte-Melville was. The first draft of the poem clearly paints a very sombre mood indeed. It is uncanny how topical the work is, in our present day. From the Cyclopedia of world authors: George John Whyte-Melville was born near St. Andrews, Scotland, June 19, 1821, into society, his father being a landowner in Scotland and his mother a daughter of the duke of Leeds. As a boy Whyte-Melville attended Eton, the famous English public school, and at the age of seventeen he became a commissioned officer in the Ninety-third Highlanders Regiment. After seven years with that regiment he transferred to the Coldstream Guards and retired from the British army at the age of twenty-seven with the rank of captain. When the Crimean War broke out in 1853, Whyte-Melville volunteered his services to the government and went on active duty with the rank of major. He served with units of Turkish irregular cavalry. During his service in the Crimean War he wrote some poetry, and a portion of it was published. After the war he returned to civilian life to continue writing and hunting, his favorite sport. IM Therefore fone art & manuscripts 0014162038608 Toronto Islands Canada Below two different ways the poem was published the first in Alan Bennett'd first play, forty years on 1968, the second in Temple bar 1876 A child in the nursery crying, A boy in the cricket field – out, A youth for a fantasy sighing, A man with a fit of the gout. Some sense of experience wasted, Of counsel misunderstood, Of pleasure, bitter when tasted, And of pain that did him no good. The sum of a life expended, A pearl in the pig trough cast, A comedy played and ended, And what has it come to at last? The dead man, propped on a pillow, The journey taken alone, The tomb with an urn and a willow And a lie carved deep into stone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A child in the nursery crying—a boy in the cricket field, “out!” A youth for a fantasy sighing—a man with a fit of the gout, A heart dried up and narrowed—a task repeated in vain, A field plowed deep and harrowed, but bare and barren of grain. Some sense of experience wasted, of counsel misunderstood, Of pleasure, bitter when tasted, and pain that did him no good, Some sparks of sentiment perished—some flashes of genius lost, A torrent of false love cherished—a ripple of true love crossed, Some feeble breasting of trouble to glide again with the stream, In principle void as a bubble—in purpose vague as a dream, A future hope half-hearted, for dim is the future now— That the triple crown has parted, and death is damp on the brow, And a debt is to pay by the debtor—a doctor, a lawyer, a nurse, A feeling he should have been better, a doubt if he could have been worse, While the ghostly finger traces its ghostly message of doom, And a troop of ghostly faces pass on in a darkened room, With ghostly shapes to beckon and ghostly voices to call, And the grim recorder to reckon, and add the total of all, The sum of a life expended—a pearl in a pig trough cast, A comedy played and ended—and what has it come to at last? The dead man, propped on a pillow—the journey taken alone, The tomb with an urn and a willow, and a lie carved deep in the stone.   « Less

George John Whyte-Melville 1821 1878 A Child in the nursery crying 1855/56 ~ Scarce Crimean war poem ~ written during the time the author served in Crimean war 1855/56  More »

George John Whyte-Melville 1821 1878 A Child in the nursery crying 1855/56 ~ Scarce Crimean war poem ~ written during the time the author served in Crimean war 1855/56 written on headed Royal army paper RA Mess Razmak Waziristan ~ three pages nine verses, 36 lines ~ signed with initials. To our knowledge it was never noted as a war-poem until now; we feel no-one knew it was composed in Crimea, and when one goes over the solemn lines, one can feel the angst and bitter tones of the piece... Few books were written about this war, where nearly half a million people died. Britain only joined the alliance of Turkey, France, Sardinia in 1855 and the war was over in 1856, hence when the poem was written can be narrowed down comfortably to the timeframe... Tennyson famously wrote 'the charge of the light-brigade; but to our knowledge he was never actually present in Crimea, whilst Whyte-Melville was. The first draft of the poem clearly paints a very sombre mood indeed. It is uncanny how topical the work is, in our present day. From the Cyclopedia of world authors: George John Whyte-Melville was born near St. Andrews, Scotland, June 19, 1821, into society, his father being a landowner in Scotland and his mother a daughter of the duke of Leeds. As a boy Whyte-Melville attended Eton, the famous English public school, and at the age of seventeen he became a commissioned officer in the Ninety-third Highlanders Regiment. After seven years with that regiment he transferred to the Coldstream Guards and retired from the British army at the age of twenty-seven with the rank of captain. When the Crimean War broke out in 1853, Whyte-Melville volunteered his services to the government and went on active duty with the rank of major. He served with units of Turkish irregular cavalry. During his service in the Crimean War he wrote some poetry, and a portion of it was published. After the war he returned to civilian life to continue writing and hunting, his favorite sport. IM Therefore fone art & manuscripts 0014162038608 Toronto Islands Canada Below two different ways the poem was published the first in Alan Bennett'd first play, forty years on 1968, the second in Temple bar 1876 A child in the nursery crying, A boy in the cricket field – out, A youth for a fantasy sighing, A man with a fit of the gout. Some sense of experience wasted, Of counsel misunderstood, Of pleasure, bitter when tasted, And of pain that did him no good. The sum of a life expended, A pearl in the pig trough cast, A comedy played and ended, And what has it come to at last? The dead man, propped on a pillow, The journey taken alone, The tomb with an urn and a willow And a lie carved deep into stone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A child in the nursery crying—a boy in the cricket field, “out!” A youth for a fantasy sighing—a man with a fit of the gout, A heart dried up and narrowed—a task repeated in vain, A field plowed deep and harrowed, but bare and barren of grain. Some sense of experience wasted, of counsel misunderstood, Of pleasure, bitter when tasted, and pain that did him no good, Some sparks of sentiment perished—some flashes of genius lost, A torrent of false love cherished—a ripple of true love crossed, Some feeble breasting of trouble to glide again with the stream, In principle void as a bubble—in purpose vague as a dream, A future hope half-hearted, for dim is the future now— That the triple crown has parted, and death is damp on the brow, And a debt is to pay by the debtor—a doctor, a lawyer, a nurse, A feeling he should have been better, a doubt if he could have been worse, While the ghostly finger traces its ghostly message of doom, And a troop of ghostly faces pass on in a darkened room, With ghostly shapes to beckon and ghostly voices to call, And the grim recorder to reckon, and add the total of all, The sum of a life expended—a pearl in a pig trough cast, A comedy played and ended—and what has it come to at last? The dead man, propped on a pillow—the journey taken alone, The tomb with an urn and a willow, and a lie carved deep in the stone.   « Less

George John Whyte-Melville 1821 1878 A Child in the nursery crying 1855/56 ~ Scarce Crimean war poem ~ written during the time the author served in Crimean war 1855/56  More »

George John Whyte-Melville 1821 1878 A Child in the nursery crying 1855/56 ~ Scarce Crimean war poem ~ written during the time the author served in Crimean war 1855/56 written on headed Royal army paper RA Mess Razmak Waziristan ~ three pages nine verses, 36 lines ~ signed with initials. To our knowledge it was never noted as a war-poem until now; we feel no-one knew it was composed in Crimea, and when one goes over the solemn lines, one can feel the angst and bitter tones of the piece... Few books were written about this war, where nearly half a million people died. Britain only joined the alliance of Turkey, France, Sardinia in 1855 and the war was over in 1856, hence when the poem was written can be narrowed down comfortably to the timeframe... Tennyson famously wrote 'the charge of the light-brigade; but to our knowledge he was never actually present in Crimea, whilst Whyte-Melville was. The first draft of the poem clearly paints a very sombre mood indeed. It is uncanny how topical the work is, in our present day. From the Cyclopedia of world authors: George John Whyte-Melville was born near St. Andrews, Scotland, June 19, 1821, into society, his father being a landowner in Scotland and his mother a daughter of the duke of Leeds. As a boy Whyte-Melville attended Eton, the famous English public school, and at the age of seventeen he became a commissioned officer in the Ninety-third Highlanders Regiment. After seven years with that regiment he transferred to the Coldstream Guards and retired from the British army at the age of twenty-seven with the rank of captain. When the Crimean War broke out in 1853, Whyte-Melville volunteered his services to the government and went on active duty with the rank of major. He served with units of Turkish irregular cavalry. During his service in the Crimean War he wrote some poetry, and a portion of it was published. After the war he returned to civilian life to continue writing and hunting, his favorite sport. IM Therefore fone art & manuscripts 0014162038608 Toronto Islands Canada Below two different ways the poem was published the first in Alan Bennett'd first play, forty years on 1968, the second in Temple bar 1876 A child in the nursery crying, A boy in the cricket field – out, A youth for a fantasy sighing, A man with a fit of the gout. Some sense of experience wasted, Of counsel misunderstood, Of pleasure, bitter when tasted, And of pain that did him no good. The sum of a life expended, A pearl in the pig trough cast, A comedy played and ended, And what has it come to at last? The dead man, propped on a pillow, The journey taken alone, The tomb with an urn and a willow And a lie carved deep into stone. A child in the nursery crying—a boy in the cricket field, “out!” A youth for a fantasy sighing—a man with a fit of the gout, A heart dried up and narrowed—a task repeated in vain, A field plowed deep and harrowed, but bare and barren of grain. Some sense of experience wasted, of counsel misunderstood, Of pleasure, bitter when tasted, and pain that did him no good, Some sparks of sentiment perished—some flashes of genius lost, A torrent of false love cherished—a ripple of true love crossed, Some feeble breasting of trouble to glide again with the stream, In principle void as a bubble—in purpose vague as a dream, A future hope half-hearted, for dim is the future now— That the triple crown has parted, and death is damp on the brow, And a debt is to pay by the debtor—a doctor, a lawyer, a nurse, A feeling he should have been better, a doubt if he could have been worse, While the ghostly finger traces its ghostly message of doom, And a troop of ghostly faces pass on in a darkened room, With ghostly shapes to beckon and ghostly voices to call, And the grim recorder to reckon, and add the total of all, The sum of a life expended—a pearl in a pig trough cast, A comedy played and ended—and what has it come to at last? The dead man, propped on a pillow—the journey taken alone, The tomb with an urn and a willow, and a lie carved deep in the stone.   « Less

Hand written song or prayer book - in old style German, possibly from the time of the reformation (1517-1684). 450 hand written pages, probably from the pen of two authors,  More »

Hand written song or prayer book - in old style German, possibly from the time of the reformation (1517-1684). 450 hand written pages, probably from the pen of two authors, there seems to be two different writing styles. This book ends with a "prayer for health". It is Hand written in the old chancery-script, in German called "Kurrentschrift" or "Kanzleischrift". This book should be translated and shared with the world. I believe the entire contents to be unpublished. Because of the nature of this document, I would love to see it purchased by a historian. Angeboten wird ein Hand geschreibenes Lieder/Gebetsbuch, offensichtlich aus der Zeit der Reformation (1517-1684), möglicherweise von 2 Authoren. Das 450 Seiten in "Kurrentschrift" or "Kanzleischrift" geschreibenes Buch schließt mit einem Gebet für Gesundheit ab. Einige der Zahlreichen Ãœberschriften: "von der himlischen freudt der auserwölten" "deß todes gespräch mit einen Jingling" "der weg ist schmall der zum leben fürt"   « Less