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I confess, it was whispered to me, &#8220;that I was bound in duty,
as a subject of England, to have given in a memorial to a secretary
of state at my first coming over; because, whatever lands are discovered
by a subject belong to the crown.&#8221; But I doubt whether our
conquests in the countries I treat of would [...]]]></description>
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<p>I confess, it was whispered to me, &ldquo;that I was bound in duty,
as a subject of England, to have given in a memorial to a secretary
of state at my first coming over; because, whatever lands are discovered
by a subject belong to the crown.&rdquo; But I doubt whether our
conquests in the countries I treat of would be as easy as those of Ferdinando
Cortez over the naked Americans. The <i>Lilliputians,</i> I think,
are hardly worth the charge of a fleet and army to reduce them; and
I question whether it might be prudent or safe to attempt the <i>Brobdingnagians;
</i>or whether an English army would be much at their ease with the
Flying Island over their heads. The <i>Houyhnhnms</i> indeed appear
not to be so well prepared for war, a science to which they are perfect
strangers, and especially against missive weapons. However, supposing
myself to be a minister of state, I could never give my advice for invading
them. Their prudence, unanimity, unacquaintedness with fear, and
their love of their country, would amply supply all defects in the military
art. Imagine twenty thousand of them breaking into the midst of
an European army, confounding the ranks, overturning the carriages,
battering the warriors&rsquo; faces into mummy by terrible yerks from
their hinder hoofs; for they would well deserve the character given
to Augustus, <i>Recalcitrat undique tutus</i>. But, instead of
proposals for conquering that magnanimous nation, I rather wish they
were in a capacity, or disposition, to send a sufficient number of their
inhabitants for civilizing Europe, by teaching us the first principles
of honour, justice, truth, temperance, public spirit, fortitude, chastity,
friendship, benevolence, and fidelity. The names of all which
virtues are still retained among us in most languages, and are to be
met with in modern, as well as ancient authors; which I am able to assert
from my own small reading.</p></div>

<p>But I had another reason, which made me less forward to enlarge his
majesty&rsquo;s dominions by my discoveries. To say the truth,
I had conceived a few scruples with relation to the distributive justice
of princes upon those occasions. For instance, a crew of pirates
are driven by a storm they know not whither; at length a boy discovers
land from the topmast; they go on shore to rob and plunder, they see
a harmless people, are entertained with kindness; they give the country
a new name; they take formal possession of it for their king; they set
up a rotten plank, or a stone, for a memorial; they murder two or three
dozen of the natives, bring away a couple more, by force, for a sample;
return home, and get their pardon. Here commences a new dominion
acquired with a title by divine right. Ships are sent with the
first opportunity; the natives driven out or destroyed; their princes
tortured to discover their gold; a free license given to all acts of
inhumanity and lust, the earth reeking with the blood of its inhabitants:
and this execrable crew of butchers, employed in so pious an expedition,
is a modern colony, sent to convert and civilize an idolatrous and barbarous
people!</p>

<p>But this description, I confess, does by no means affect the British
nation, who may be an example to the whole world for their wisdom, care,
and justice in planting colonies; their liberal endowments for the advancement
of religion and learning; their choice of devout and able pastors to
propagate Christianity; their caution in stocking their provinces with
people of sober lives and conversations from this the mother kingdom;
their strict regard to the distribution of justice, in supplying the
civil administration through all their colonies with officers of the
greatest abilities, utter strangers to corruption; and, to crown all,
by sending the most vigilant and virtuous governors, who have no other
views than the happiness of the people over whom they preside, and the
honour of the king their master.</p>

<p>But as those countries which I have described do not appear to have
any desire of being conquered and enslaved, murdered or driven out by
colonies, nor abound either in gold, silver, sugar, or tobacco, I did
humbly conceive, they were by no means proper objects of our zeal, our
valour, or our interest. However, if those whom it more concerns
think fit to be of another opinion, I am ready to depose, when I shall
be lawfully called, that no European did ever visit those countries
before me. I mean, if the inhabitants ought to be believed, unless
a dispute may arise concerning the two <i>Yahoos,</i> said to have been
seen many years ago upon a mountain in <i>Houyhnhnmland</i>.</p>

<p>But, as to the formality of taking possession in my sovereign&rsquo;s
name, it never came once into my thoughts; and if it had, yet, as my
affairs then stood, I should perhaps, in point of prudence and self-preservation,
have put it off to a better opportunity.</p>

<p>Having thus answered the only objection that can ever be raised against
me as a traveller, I here take a final leave of all my courteous readers,
and return to enjoy my own speculations in my little garden at Redriff;
to apply those excellent lessons of virtue which I learned among the
<i>Houyhnhnms</i>; to instruct the <i>Yahoos</i> of my own family, is
far as I shall find them docible animals; to behold my figure often
in a glass, and thus, if possible, habituate myself by time to tolerate
the sight of a human creature; to lament the brutality to <i>Houyhnhnms</i>
in my own country, but always treat their persons with respect, for
the sake of my noble master, his family, his friends, and the whole
<i>Houyhnhnm</i> race, whom these of ours have the honour to resemble
in all their lineaments, however their intellectuals came to degenerate.</p>

<p>I began last week to permit my wife to sit at dinner with me, at the
farthest end of a long table; and to answer (but with the utmost brevity)
the few questions I asked her. Yet, the smell of a <i>Yahoo</i>
continuing very offensive, I always keep my nose well stopped with rue,
lavender, or tobacco leaves. And, although it be hard for a man
late in life to remove old habits, I am not altogether out of hopes,
in some time, to suffer a neighbour <i>Yahoo</i> in my company, without
the apprehensions I am yet under of his teeth or his claws.</p>

<p>My reconcilement to the <i>Yahoo</i> kind in general might not be so
difficult, if they would be content with those vices and follies only
which nature has entitled them to. I am not in the least provoked
at the sight of a lawyer, a pickpocket, a colonel, a fool, a lord, a
gamester, a politician, a whoremonger, a physician, an evidence, a suborner,
an attorney, a traitor, or the like; this is all according to the due
course of things: but when I behold a lump of deformity and diseases,
both in body and mind, smitten with pride, it immediately breaks all
the measures of my patience; neither shall I be ever able to comprehend
how such an animal, and such a vice, could tally together. The
wise and virtuous <i>Houyhnhnms</i>, who abound in all excellences that
can adorn a rational creature, have no name for this vice in their language,
which has no terms to express any thing that is evil, except those whereby
they describe the detestable qualities of their <i>Yahoos</i>, among
which they were not able to distinguish this of pride, for want of thoroughly
understanding human nature, as it shows itself in other countries where
that animal presides. But I, who had more experience, could plainly
observe some rudiments of it among the wild <i>Yahoos.</i></p>

<p>But the <i>Houyhnhnms</i>, who live under the government of reason,
are no more proud of the good qualities they possess, than I should
be for not wanting a leg or an arm; which no man in his wits would boast
of, although he must be miserable without them. I dwell the longer
upon this subject from the desire I have to make the society of an English
<i>Yahoo</i> by any means not insupportable; and therefore I here entreat
those who have any tincture of this absurd vice, that they will not
presume to come in my sight.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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As soon as I entered the house, my wife took me in her arms, and kissed
me; at which, having not been used to the touch of that odious animal
for so many years, I fell into a swoon for almost an hour. At
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<p>As soon as I entered the house, my wife took me in her arms, and kissed
me; at which, having not been used to the touch of that odious animal
for so many years, I fell into a swoon for almost an hour. At
the time I am writing, it is five years since my last return to England.
During the first year, I could not endure my wife or children in my
presence; the very smell of them was intolerable; much less could I
suffer them to eat in the same room. To this hour they dare not
presume to touch my bread, or drink out of the same cup, neither was
I ever able to let one of them take me by the hand. The first
money I laid out was to buy two young stone-horses, which I keep in
a good stable; and next to them, the groom is my greatest favourite,
for I feel my spirits revived by the smell he contracts in the stable.
My horses understand me tolerably well; I converse with them at least
four hours every day. They are strangers to bridle or saddle;
they live in great amity with me and friendship to each other.</p></div>

<h3>Chapter XII.</h3>

<p>[The author&rsquo;s veracity. His design in publishing this work.
His censure of those travellers who swerve from the truth. The
author clears himself from any sinister ends in writing. An objection
answered. The method of planting colonies. His native country
commended. The right of the crown to those countries described
by the author is justified. The difficulty of conquering them.
The author takes his last leave of the reader; proposes his manner of
living for the future; gives good advice, and concludes.]</p>

<p>Thus, gentle reader, I have given thee a faithful history of my travels
for sixteen years and above seven months: wherein I have not been so
studious of ornament as of truth. I could, perhaps, like others,
have astonished thee with strange improbable tales; but I rather chose
to relate plain matter of fact, in the simplest manner and style; because
my principal design was to inform, and not to amuse thee.</p>

<p>It is easy for us who travel into remote countries, which are seldom
visited by Englishmen or other Europeans, to form descriptions of wonderful
animals both at sea and land. Whereas a traveller&rsquo;s chief
aim should be to make men wiser and better, and to improve their minds
by the bad, as well as good, example of what they deliver concerning
foreign places.</p>

<p>I could heartily wish a law was enacted, that every traveller, before
he were permitted to publish his voyages, should be obliged to make
oath before the Lord High Chancellor, that all he intended to print
was absolutely true to the best of his knowledge; for then the world
would no longer be deceived, as it usually is, while some writers, to
make their works pass the better upon the public, impose the grossest
falsities on the unwary reader. I have perused several books of
travels with great delight in my younger days; but having since gone
over most parts of the globe, and been able to contradict many fabulous
accounts from my own observation, it has given me a great disgust against
this part of reading, and some indignation to see the credulity of mankind
so impudently abused. Therefore, since my acquaintance were pleased
to think my poor endeavours might not be unacceptable to my country,
I imposed on myself, as a maxim never to be swerved from, that I would
strictly adhere to truth; neither indeed can I be ever under the least
temptation to vary from it, while I retain in my mind the lectures and
example of my noble master and the other illustrious <i>Houyhnhnms</i>
of whom I had so long the honour to be an humble hearer.</p>
<blockquote><p><i>- Nec si miserum Fortuna Sinonem<br/>
Finxit, vanum etiam, mendacemque improba finget.</i></p></blockquote>

<p>I know very well, how little reputation is to be got by writings
which require neither genius nor learning, nor indeed any other talent,
except a good memory, or an exact journal. I know likewise, that
writers of travels, like dictionary-makers, are sunk into oblivion by
the weight and bulk of those who come last, and therefore lie uppermost.
And it is highly probable, that such travellers, who shall hereafter
visit the countries described in this work of mine, may, by detecting
my errors (if there be any), and adding many new discoveries of their
own, justle me out of vogue, and stand in my place, making the world
forget that ever I was an author. This indeed would be too great
a mortification, if I wrote for fame: but as my sole intention was the
public good, I cannot be altogether disappointed. For who can
read of the virtues I have mentioned in the glorious <i>Houyhnhnms</i>,
without being ashamed of his own vices, when he considers himself as
the reasoning, governing animal of his country? I shall say nothing
of those remote nations where <i>Yahoos</i> preside; among which the
least corrupted are the <i>Brobdingnagians</i>; whose wise maxims in
morality and government it would be our happiness to observe.
But I forbear descanting further, and rather leave the judicious reader
to his own remarks and application.</p>

<p>I am not a little pleased that this work of mine can possibly meet with
no censurers: for what objections can be made against a writer, who
relates only plain facts, that happened in such distant countries, where
we have not the least interest, with respect either to trade or negotiations?
I have carefully avoided every fault with which common writers of travels
are often too justly charged. Besides, I meddle not the least
with any party, but write without passion, prejudice, or ill-will against
any man, or number of men, whatsoever. I write for the noblest
end, to inform and instruct mankind; over whom I may, without breach
of modesty, pretend to some superiority, from the advantages I received
by conversing so long among the most accomplished <i>Houyhnhnms</i>.
I write without any view to profit or praise. I never suffer a
word to pass that may look like reflection, or possibly give the least
offence, even to those who are most ready to take it. So that
I hope I may with justice pronounce myself an author perfectly blameless;
against whom the tribes of Answerers, Considerers, Observers, Reflectors,
Detectors, Remarkers, will never be able to find matter for exercising
their talents.</p>

<p>I confess, it was whispered to me, &ldquo;that I was bound in duty,
as a subject of England, to have given in a memorial to a secretary
of state at my first coming over; because, whatever lands are discovered
by a subject belong to the crown.&rdquo; But I doubt whether our
conquests in the countries I treat of would be as easy as those of Ferdinando
Cortez over the naked Americans. The <i>Lilliputians,</i> I think,
are hardly worth the charge of a fleet and army to reduce them; and
I question whether it might be prudent or safe to attempt the <i>Brobdingnagians;
</i>or whether an English army would be much at their ease with the
Flying Island over their heads. The <i>Houyhnhnms</i> indeed appear
not to be so well prepared for war, a science to which they are perfect
strangers, and especially against missive weapons. However, supposing
myself to be a minister of state, I could never give my advice for invading
them. Their prudence, unanimity, unacquaintedness with fear, and
their love of their country, would amply supply all defects in the military
art. Imagine twenty thousand of them breaking into the midst of
an European army, confounding the ranks, overturning the carriages,
battering the warriors&rsquo; faces into mummy by terrible yerks from
their hinder hoofs; for they would well deserve the character given
to Augustus, <i>Recalcitrat undique tutus</i>. But, instead of
proposals for conquering that magnanimous nation, I rather wish they
were in a capacity, or disposition, to send a sufficient number of their
inhabitants for civilizing Europe, by teaching us the first principles
of honour, justice, truth, temperance, public spirit, fortitude, chastity,
friendship, benevolence, and fidelity. The names of all which
virtues are still retained among us in most languages, and are to be
met with in modern, as well as ancient authors; which I am able to assert
from my own small reading.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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Our voyage passed without any considerable accident. In gratitude
to the captain, I sometimes sat with him, at his earnest request, and
strove to conceal my antipathy against human kind, although it often
broke out; which he suffered to pass without observation. But
the greatest part of the day I confined myself to my cabin, to avoid
seeing any of [...]]]></description>
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<p>Our voyage passed without any considerable accident. In gratitude
to the captain, I sometimes sat with him, at his earnest request, and
strove to conceal my antipathy against human kind, although it often
broke out; which he suffered to pass without observation. But
the greatest part of the day I confined myself to my cabin, to avoid
seeing any of the crew. The captain had often entreated me to
strip myself of my savage dress, and offered to lend me the best suit
of clothes he had. This I would not be prevailed on to accept,
abhorring to cover myself with any thing that had been on the back of
a <i>Yahoo.</i> I only desired he would lend me two clean shirts,
which, having been washed since he wore them, I believed would not so
much defile me. These I changed every second day, and washed them
myself.</p></div>

<p>We arrived at Lisbon, Nov. 5, 1715. At our landing, the captain
forced me to cover myself with his cloak, to prevent the rabble from
crowding about me. I was conveyed to his own house; and at my
earnest request he led me up to the highest room backwards. I
conjured him &ldquo;to conceal from all persons what I had told him
of the <i>Houyhnhnms</i>; because the least hint of such a story would
not only draw numbers of people to see me, but probably put me in danger
of being imprisoned, or burnt by the Inquisition.&rdquo; The captain
persuaded me to accept a suit of clothes newly made; but I would not
suffer the tailor to take my measure; however, Don Pedro being almost
of my size, they fitted me well enough. He accoutred me with other
necessaries, all new, which I aired for twenty-four hours before I would
use them.</p>

<p>The captain had no wife, nor above three servants, none of which were
suffered to attend at meals; and his whole deportment was so obliging,
added to very good human understanding, that I really began to tolerate
his company. He gained so far upon me, that I ventured to look
out of the back window. By degrees I was brought into another
room, whence I peeped into the street, but drew my head back in a fright.
In a week&rsquo;s time he seduced me down to the door. I found
my terror gradually lessened, but my hatred and contempt seemed to increase.
I was at last bold enough to walk the street in his company, but kept
my nose well stopped with rue, or sometimes with tobacco.</p>

<p>In ten days, Don Pedro, to whom I had given some account of my domestic
affairs, put it upon me, as a matter of honour and conscience, &ldquo;that
I ought to return to my native country, and live at home with my wife
and children.&rdquo; He told me, &ldquo;there was an English ship
in the port just ready to sail, and he would furnish me with all things
necessary.&rdquo; It would be tedious to repeat his arguments,
and my contradictions. He said, &ldquo;it was altogether impossible
to find such a solitary island as I desired to live in; but I might
command in my own house, and pass my time in a manner as recluse as
I pleased.&rdquo;</p>

<div class="rightfootnote"><p>{7} The original editions and Hawksworth&rsquo;s have Rotherhith here, though earlier in the work, Redriff is said to have been Gulliver&rsquo;s home in England.</p></div>
<p>I complied at last, finding I could not do better. I left Lisbon
the 24th day of November, in an English merchantman, but who was the
master I never inquired. Don Pedro accompanied me to the ship,
and lent me twenty pounds. He took kind leave of me, and embraced
me at parting, which I bore as well as I could. During this last
voyage I had no commerce with the master or any of his men; but, pretending
I was sick, kept close in my cabin. On the fifth of December,
1715, we cast anchor in the Downs, about nine in the morning, and at
three in the afternoon I got safe to my house at Rotherhith.<sup>{7}</sup></p>

<p>My wife and family received me with great surprise and joy, because
they concluded me certainly dead; but I must freely confess the sight
of them filled me only with hatred, disgust, and contempt; and the more,
by reflecting on the near alliance I had to them. For although,
since my unfortunate exile from the <i>Houyhnhnm</i> country, I had
compelled myself to tolerate the sight of <i>Yahoos,</i> and to converse
with Don Pedro de Mendez, yet my memory and imagination were perpetually
filled with the virtues and ideas of those exalted <i>Houyhnhnms</i>.
And when I began to consider that, by copulating with one of the <i>Yahoo</i>
species I had become a parent of more, it struck me with the utmost
shame, confusion, and horror.</p>

<p>As soon as I entered the house, my wife took me in her arms, and kissed
me; at which, having not been used to the touch of that odious animal
for so many years, I fell into a swoon for almost an hour. At
the time I am writing, it is five years since my last return to England.
During the first year, I could not endure my wife or children in my
presence; the very smell of them was intolerable; much less could I
suffer them to eat in the same room. To this hour they dare not
presume to touch my bread, or drink out of the same cup, neither was
I ever able to let one of them take me by the hand. The first
money I laid out was to buy two young stone-horses, which I keep in
a good stable; and next to them, the groom is my greatest favourite,
for I feel my spirits revived by the smell he contracts in the stable.
My horses understand me tolerably well; I converse with them at least
four hours every day. They are strangers to bridle or saddle;
they live in great amity with me and friendship to each other.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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Bram Stoker&#8217;s Dracula and Mary Shelley&#8217;s Frankenstein. Getting in the Halloween spirit a bit early I guess. Coincidentally both stories start written in the form of correspondence. (Also in the Halloween vein don&#8217;t forget Lovecraft&#8217;s Cthulu stories)
T. E. Lawrence&#8217;s Seven Pillars of Wisdom. I just watched the movie Lawrence of Arabia and enjoyed it so [...]]]></description>
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<li>Bram Stoker&#8217;s <a href="http://www.turtlereader.com/authors/bram-stoker/dracula-day-1-of-140/">Dracula</a> and Mary Shelley&#8217;s <a href="http://www.turtlereader.com/authors/mary-shelley/frankenstein-day-1-of-67/">Frankenstein</a>. Getting in the Halloween spirit a bit early I guess. Coincidentally both stories start written in the form of correspondence. (Also in the Halloween vein don&#8217;t forget <a href="http://www.turtlereader.com/authors/h-p-lovecraft/collected-stories-part-1-day-1-of-277/">Lovecraft</a>&#8217;s <a href="http://www.turtlereader.com/authors/h-p-lovecraft/collected-stories-part-2-day-1-of-274/">Cthulu</a> stories)</li>
<li>T. E. Lawrence&#8217;s <a href="http://www.turtlereader.com/authors/te-lawrence/seven-pillars-of-wisdom-day-1-of-240/">Seven Pillars of Wisdom</a>. I just watched the movie Lawrence of Arabia and enjoyed it so I was interested when I heard it was based on an autobiography. Hopefully it&#8217;s interesting. The dedication certainly is mysterious.</li>
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