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profamer · 2 years
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SARCASM #sarcasm #synonym #ingles #gibe #chaff #irony #jeer #satire #antonym #eulogy #compliment #panegyric #eulogium #portugues #sarcasmo #gibe #joio #ironia #zombaria #sátira #ridículo
SARCASM #sarcasm #synonym #ingles #gibe #chaff #irony #jeer #satire #antonym #eulogy #compliment #panegyric #eulogium #portugues #sarcasmo #gibe #joio #ironia #zombaria #sátira #ridículo
Inglês: Sarcasm Synonyms Gibe, chaff, irony, jeer, satire, ridicule, taunt, sardonicism. Antonyms Eulogy, compliment, panegyric, eulogium. Português: Sarcasmo Gibe, joio, ironia, zombaria, sátira, ridículo, provocação, sarconicismo Thank you for visiting us! Obrigado pela visita!
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fieriframes · 1 month
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[Eulogiums.]
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shinyaayama · 1 year
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Ryuichi Sakamoto /28.Mar 2023 -eulogium.
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polishdynasty · 2 months
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“The Queen was the ornament of the clergy, the dew for the poor, the pillar of the Church, the graciousness for the dignitaries, the tender protector of citizens, the mother of the poor, the escape for the paupers, the defender of orphans, the anchor for the weak, the protector of all her subjects” — Stanisław of Skalbmierz in his eulogium
Jadwiga of Poland died 17th July 1399 from complications following her daughter's birth.
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une-sanz-pluis · 4 months
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In the years after 1402 the certainty that Richard was alive and well in Scotland seemed less tenacious than the desire that it be so. Perhaps the last people actually to believe Richard alive were those duped Welsh volunteers who showed up for muster prior to the Battle of Shrewsbury wearing the livery of Ricardian white harts; according to the Eulogium continuator, Henry Percy was so exasperated with their credulousness that he paused to give them a short lecture on political reality, identifying himself as the central actor, the one who had thrown out Richard and who now, finding Henry worse, wanted to throw him out, too. Once the Welsh volunteers removed their emblems, people seem to have found a way, while not exactly believing, to let their desires do their believing for them and, desiring Richard, to behave "as if" they believed. It was, after all, the populace's desire for Richard that caught the attention of the Eulogium continuator and other commentators of the day. Of course, kings are always the objects of such desires. They create themselves as kings by stirring and promising to fulfill those desires, and — as Louise Fradenburg has observed — the king's absence may actually abet, rather than hinder, this imaginative process: "Distance, absence … is not necessarily … a liability for a king. The sovereign is created as distant, and the distance allows him to be desired in a particular way, as ideal, as disembodied…. Thus sovereignty promises a fantastic, a perfect but imaginary, closure to the very yearning it brings into being." This very circuit of imaginary closure is suggested in a 1402 letter addressed to Richard by his steadfast admirer Creton. Creton, firsthand observer of the events of 1399 and now valet de chambre of Charles VI of France, writes tentatively but hopefully to the absent sovereign in Scotland, saying he has heard that Richard still lives and that he prays it is so. He adds that of those who speak of the matter or hear it spoken, the great majority cannot believe him dead. He describes his own obsessive return to an image of Richard: ". . . I do not know how it is that the representation of your image comes to me so often before the eyes of my heart, for by day and by night all my mental imaginings have no other object than you". Creton is fully aware of his own creative role in the production of Richard's image. Provoked by Richard's absence and his own desire, he en- gages in "thoughtful imaginings" — a phrase that Robert Clark, who has assisted me with this passage, considers to embrace both "the thought process and its product." The result is not just an image but a double removal — the representation of an image, which Creton sees with the eyes of his thought ]. He realizes that he solaces himself with "fausses" rather than "vraies" joys: "ainsy medelictent les fausses joies puisque les vraies je ne puis avoir." His joys are false because of the role of imagination in their production; Richard's figure —whether taken to mean his countenance or his entire being — is brought before the eyes of his thought by the force of his desire. As it happens, Creton spent time with Richard in the last year of his reign and could bolster his imagination with his own recollections. But even if he had never seen Richard, he would still have had access to the separable and immortal symbolic body of his absent king. Richard's image might be said to assume its plasticity at a point of conjuncture, between the imaginary and the symbolic — between Creton's desire-driven thought-work, on the one hand, and an enlarged repertoire of past and potential royal symbolizations, on the other. Richard's physical absence facilitates this process, by enabling a direct circuit between the subject (as source) and the king (as object) of desire.
Paul Strohm, "The Trouble with Richard: The Reburial of Richard II and Lancastrian Symbolic Strategy", Speculum, Vol. 71, No. 1 (1996)
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yr-obedt-cicero · 2 years
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New York State Society of the Cincinnati, on the death of Alexander Hamilton
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At a special meeting of the the State Society of the Cincinnati, held at Ross's Hotel in Broad-street, in the City of New-York, on Tuesday, the 17th day of July, 1804: This Society, deeply afflicted by the death of their President-General, ALEXANDER HAMILTON, and earnestly desirous of testifying the high respect they feel for his memory (bowing with submission to the mysterious Will of Heaven) and feeling the deepest affliction at an event which has deprived them of their most illustrious Member—their Country of its most enlightened and useful Statesman—and the world of one of those extraordinary Men, which ages have rarely produced; unanimously agree to the following Resolutions: I. Resolved, That a letter be drafted and addressed to the Vice-President-General of the Society, and Circular Letters to the several State Societies, announcing this sad event, the deep and universal sorrow it has occasioned in this Society, and amongst their fellow-citizens of every description; and that the Rev. Mr. Linn, General Clarkson, Mr. Dunscomb, Mr. Hardie, and Col. Platt, be a Committee to draft such letters. II. Resolved, That the said Committee draft a letter of condolence to Mrs. Hamilton, which letter and letters, when prepared, are to be signed by the President and countersigned by the Secretary of the Society. III. Resolved, That Gen. Clarkson, Mess'rs Watson and Burrel, be a Committee to wait on the Rev. Mr. Mason, and request him to prepare and deliver an Oration on the 31st instant, in honour of the Talents, the Virtues, and eminent Services of that Great Man whose loss we deplore; and that the said Committee make such arrangements as may be proper on the occasion. IV. Resolved, That a Monument be erected in Trinity Church, by this Society, to the memory of Alexander Hamilton, its late President-General, with a suitable Inscription; and that Mr. Gouverneur Morris, the Rev. Dr. Linn, and Mr. Morton, be a Committee to carry this resolution into effect. V. Resolved, That the thanks of this Society be presented to Mr. Gouverneur Morris, for his prompt compliance with their wishes, in delivering an Eulogium at the Funeral Ceremonies of their deceased President-General, Alexander Hamilton. VI. Resolved, That the several Resolutions passed at this meeting, be transmitted to the Vice-President-General of the Society, and to the respective State Societies, and be also published. W. S. SMITH, President.
W. POPHAM, Secretary.
Source — Library of Congress, Digital Collections, manuscript/mixed material. Image 8 of Alexander Hamilton Papers: Family Papers, 1737-1917; 1804-1805
The New York State Society of Cincinnati - also known as The Society of the Cincinnati - is a fraternal hereditary society founded on June 9, 1783, to commemorate the American Revolutionary War that saw the creation of the United States. In order to perpetuate their fellowship, the founders made membership hereditary. [x] The Society has had three goals; “To preserve the rights so dearly won; to promote the continuing union of the states; and to assist members in need, their widows, and their orphans.” To achieve these aims, the Society called on its members to contribute a month's pay. George Washington was the first president general of the Society. The army's chief of artillery, Henry Knox, was the chief author of the Institution.
The organization was named after, Lucius Quinctius Cincinnatus, a farmer who left his farm to serve as a Roman Consul and Magister Populi (With temporary powers similar to that of a modern-era dictator). In response to a military emergency, he took over the city of Rome as a legitimate dictator. After the conflict, he gave the Senate back the initiative and resumed cultivating his fields. This philosophy of unselfish service is reflected in the Society's motto; He gave up everything to keep the Republic alive, or Omnia reliquit servare rempublicam.
The Society of the Cincinnati was founded by officers at the Continental Army encampment at Newburgh, like Major General Henry Knox. The first meeting of the Society was held in the May of 1783 at a dinner at the Verplanck House Fishkill, New York, (Which was Baron Von Steuben's headquarters during the Revolution) before the British evacuation from New York City. The meeting was presided over by Major General Friedrich Wilhelm von Steuben, with Lieutenant Colonel Alexander Hamilton serving as the orator. The participants agreed to stay in contact with each other after the war. Mount Gulian is considered the birthplace of the Society of the Cincinnati, where the Institution was formally adopted on May 13, 1783. To this day the members of the organization meet annually at the Verplanck homestead. It is modernly known as The Mount Gulian historic site and looks very much as it did in 1783. There you will find the Cincinnati Gallery, dedicated to the New York State Society, with displays, artifacts, and documents illustrating the founding and activities of the Society during its continuous existence since 1783. Read more here.
While the NYSSOTC did erect the famous white monument on top of the grave of Hamilton, [x] in 1957 they erected another monument in Financial District in Manhattan in New York County engraved with; “To the Memory of Alexander Hamilton 1757 - 1804. Lieutenant Colonel, Aide de Camp to Gen. Washington And Those Other Officers of the Continental Army & Navy Original Members of the Society Whose Remains are Interred in the Churchyards of Trinity Parish” [x]
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scotianostra · 10 months
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The funeral of the leading Reformation preacher John Knox took place on November 26th 1572.
I was busy on Friday so missed a few posts, the main one being the death of John Knox on the 24th.
Surprisingly there is not any great detail of the occasion, but I suppose that is the way he probably would have liked it, the movement he headed decried anything ostentatious regarding religion. So I have dug deep looking for anything on it and found a few wee pieces.......
From Thomas M’Cree's the “Life of John Knox” (p. 277):
“On Wednesday, the 26th of November, he (knox) was interred in the church-yard of St. Giles. His funeral was attended by the newly-elected regent, Morton, by all the nobility who were in the city, and a great concourse of people.”
1. M. Hetherington in his History of the Church of Scotland on pg 77 continues the story of his burial when he wrote:
“When he (Knox) was lowered into the grave, and gazing thoughtfully into the open sepulcher, the regent emphatically pronounced his eulogium in these words, ‘There lies he who never feared the face of man.'”
Regent Morton knew himself the truthfulness of these final words as John Knox had reproved him to his face, with Hetherington calling the regent later on in his history “that bold bad man.” (p. 77)
Knox's grave lies in the car park to the south of what is commonly known as St. Giles Cathedral the number 23 painted on it, with a blank yellow stone at its head. Beside that yellow stone that can be found a small plaque enclosed in 9 bricks with the following message, “The above stone marks the approximate site of the burial in St. Giles graveyard of John Knox the great Scottish divine who died on 24 November 1572.”
Back then of course it wasn't a car park, the original smaller Kirk, like the vast majority of churches, had at that time a burial ground, who knows how many bodies lie under the car park, and indeed surrounding buildings, the place having been a place of worship for over 600 years before he was interred there.
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fangirlinglikeabus · 7 months
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I saw that paragon of manly perfections in London: he seemed scarcely to merit the eulogiums of his mother and sister
i really do love how biting helen's narration can get lol
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Angelica Church to Elizabeth Hamilton, London, [January 25, 1794]
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London, January 25th, 1794.
When my Dear Eliza, when am I to receive a letter from you?  When am I to hear that you are in perfect health, and that you are no longer in fear for the life of your dear Hamilton?
For my part, now that the fever is gone, I am all alive to the apprehensions of the war. One sorrow succeeds another.  It has been whispered to me that my friend Alexander means to quit his employment of Secretary. The country will lose one of her best friends, and you, my Dear Eliza, will be the only person to whom this change can be either necessary or agreeable. I am inclined to believe that it is your influence induces him to withdraw from public life. That so good a wife, so tender a mother, should be so bad a patriot! is wonderful!
You will probably have heard that Robert Morris is married, but I hope you will contradict the report as he assures me there is no truth in it…
We are making many preparations to return to America. Mr. Church loses no opportunity to place his property in the American fund; and if we can dispose of the rest our Landed Estate you would soon my dear Eliza embrace your Sister.
Catharine and Betsey have just finished their Italian lesson—I pass my time with these dear girls and see with rapture their progress. Why did you not send Angelica with Mr. Lear; a year or two would have been useful to her and have delighted my children.… Mr. Fox and Lord Wycomb have each made an eulogium on General Washington in which truth and Elegance are happily blended… I feel myself all the better when I have my countrymen praised… and when I say my Brother Mr. Hamilton my eyes sparkle that you see my dear Eliza that your Husband’s form very much improves your sister’s looks: for myself then let him continue to serve his country.
Adieu my dear Eliza. Embrace all the children and tell Philip that he is not to forget his cousin Eliza, she is very pretty and very good.
My Love to dear Hamilton, if Papa is with you tell him how much I love him.
Yours affectionately
Church desires his love and promises obedience to your command. He declares the American wives are agreeable tyrants.
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Meanwhile these were the first that had fallen, and Pericles, son of Xanthippus, was chosen to pronounce their eulogium. When the proper time arrived, he advanced from the sepulchre to an elevated platform in order to be heard by as many of the crowd as possible, and spoke as follows: "Most of my predecessors in this place have commended him who made this speech part of the law, telling us that it is well that it should be delivered at the burial of those who fall in battle. For myself, I should have thought that the worth which had displayed itself in deeds, would be sufficiently rewarded by honours also shown by deeds; such as you now see in this funeral prepared at the people's cost. And I could have wished that the reputations of many brave men were not to be imperilled in the mouth of a single individual, to stand or fall according as he spoke well or ill. For it is hard to speak properly upon a subject where it is even difficult to convince your hearers that you are speaking the truth. On the one hand, the friend who is familiar with every fact of the story, may think that some point has not been set forth with that fullness which he wishes and knows it to deserve; on the other, he who is a stranger to the matter may be led by envy to suspect exaggeration if he hears anything above his own nature. For men can endure to hear others praised only so long as they can severally persuade themselves of their own ability to equal the actions recounted: when this point is passed, envy comes in and with it incredulity. However, since our ancestors have stamped this custom with their approval, it becomes my duty to obey the law and to try to satisfy your several wishes and opinions as best I may.
Thucydides, History of the Peloponnesian War
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aniaks · 1 year
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There is sometimes in the manner in which a eulogium is given, in the voice, in the affectionate tone, a poison so sweet, that the strongest mind is intoxicated by it.
The Vicomte of Bragelonne by Alexandre Dumas
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rhymisms · 2 years
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There is nothing that’s concealed which won’t one day be revealed, nor is there any affair which one day will not lay bare.
Any murmurs and regrets, eulogiums or epithets, spoken in dark silhouettes or whispered after the sun sets, shall be shared from the parapets in the light of long lunettes, and shouted atop minarets to strangers, friends and then cadets!
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zorcskhakis · 2 years
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I was tagged by @justapalspal for a get to know you tag game!
Favorite time of year: Autumn! I love sweater weather and fall colors 💕💕💕 winter is great too, I like cozying up inside when it's snowing and having soup and hot drinks
Comfort foods: Gumbo, spaghetti and meatballs, and curry!
Do you collect anything: everyone here has seen the bakura hoard skfnskfnd but I also collect leatherbound and special edition books! The crown jewel of my collection is the Easton Press edition of The Prince by Niccolo Machiavelli. I am also an enamel pin FIEND
Favorite drink: I like ginger and orange tea and lemonade!
Favorite musical artists: I have entirely too many, but my top faves are Black Hill, Estatic Fear, Malice Mizer, Linkin Park and Hozier
Current favorite songs: Krwlng, Circles out of Salt and Red Sky - Black Blood
Favorite fics: okay my first answer has to be a non ygo one: Go Not Gently by Guardian1 is literally my favorite piece of literature ever written. If you're a FF9 fan I cannot recommend it enough.
For ygo, Impasse and Eulogium by @im-not-a-monster made me BAWL. I also absolutely love @melffy-puppy 's Puzzle System!
I tag @ectoplasmer, @im-not-a-monster, @melffy-puppy, @facets-and-rainbows and @zorckura, only if you want to!
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im-not-a-monster · 2 years
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters (Anime & Manga) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Bakura Ryou, Mutou Yuugi, Yami Bakura Additional Tags: Grief/Mourning, Loss, Post-Canon, is there some heartshipping in here if you like really squint i dunno maybe Summary:
The single sheet of paper has been sitting where he left it, on his desk, the pen capped neatly and resting across the blank space beneath the only line of his careful, narrow writing, for two weeks now. Every night, as he gets ready for bed, Ryou’s gaze falls back to the paper. Unaddressed, unfinished. He’d sat down to write it one day and some much-needed sleep after their return from Egypt, pen on paper before he even realized what he was doing. What he was thinking of – who he was thinking of, writing to.
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rip i guess this is who i am now
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une-sanz-pluis · 2 months
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Shakespeare was true to his chronicle sources in portraying Henry Percy as one determined to live in the real world, to avoid self-deluding interpretations. The Eulogium continuator gives us a Percy who delivered a lecture on realpolitik to the followers of the late King Richard who showed up on the eve of Shrewsbury still wearing his livery: ‘He caused it to be proclaimed that he was one of those who had striven greatly for the expulsion of Richard and the introduction of Henry, believing himself to have done well. And because now he knew that Henry was a worse ruler than Richard, he therefore intended to correct his error.” Yet even Percy is elsewhere returned to prophecy’s shifty dominion. The Annales Henrici draw upon a well-established anecdotal frame when they have him, learning before the battle of Shrewsbury that a nearby village was called Berwick, blanching and heaving a great sigh, and saying to a servant, I know indeed that my plow has reached its last furrow; for I have heard through prophecy [‘per fatidicum’] .. . that I should undoubtedly die in Berwick. But I was deceived, alas, by confusion about the name [‘sed decepit me, proh dolor! nominis hujus aequivocum’].” The implication is that Percy had resolved to avoid Berwick upon Tweed! Here, though, another Berwick manifests itself, to his undoing and the greater prestige of prophecy. This story’s status as an obvious invention matters less than the habit of mind it reveals; a habit in which actions are, willy-nilly, subjected to prophecy’s dominion.
Paul Strohm, England’s Empty Throne: Usurpation and the Language of Legitimation, 1399-1422 (Yale University Press, 1998)
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