@Barry The Mod,
Welcome back, Brit. Old King Gold? Love it! Bud loved The Nat King Cole trio better.
You sent me searching again.
The "5" Royales was a rhythm and blues (R&B) band from Winston-Salem, North Carolina, U.S., that combined gospel, jump blues and doo wop, marking an early and influential step in the evolution of soul music. Most of their big R&B hits were recorded from 1952 to 1953 and written by guitarist Lowman "Pete" Pauling; later cover versions of the band's songs hit the Top 40, including "Dedicated to the One I Love" (The Shirelles, the Mamas & the Papas), "Tell the Truth" (Ray Charles), and "Think" (James Brown & The Famous Flames). Brown modeled his first band after the "5" Royales, and both Eric Clapton and legendary Stax guitarist Steve Cropper cite Pauling as a key influence. Rolling Stones singer Mick Jagger covered "Think" on his 1993 solo album Wandering Spirit.
Will you be honoring " The Bard"?
LONDON (AP) — As the world comes to Britain for the Olympics, Britain is celebrating arguably its greatest gift to the world — the plays of William Shakespeare.
Anyone who doubts that accolade for the playwright dead almost 400 years might want to go to the new "Shakespeare: Staging the World" exhibition at the British Museum, and look at the final exhibit, a well-worn, one-volume collection of Shakespeare's plays.
The book is the property of Sonny Venkatrathnam, a former South African anti-apartheid prisoner. He secretly kept it the notorious Robben Island prison but shared it with other inmates, who underlined and autographed the passages that meant the most to them.
The book lies open at lines from "Julius Caesar" — "Cowards die many times before their deaths/The valiant never taste of death but once" — signed "N.R.D. Mandela."
My favorite by William.
SONNET 116
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
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