Hilaire Belloc

(27 July 1870 – 16 July 1953 / La Celle-Saint-Cloud)

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Tarantella


Do you remember an Inn,
Miranda?
Do you remember an Inn?
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  • Freshman - 2,241 Points Terry Craddock (8/15/2014 6:02:00 AM)

    Yes Miranda remembered
    the straw for a bedding,
    And the fleas that tease in the High Pyrenees,
    And the wine that tasted of tar?
    Miranda said it was impossible to forget the nightmare of that zero star accommodation but the tar wine got everyone romping and stomping falling over each other having fun by nights end :) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 507 Points Arnav Gogoi (8/15/2013 12:11:00 PM)

    Awesome poem...The rhythm of the poem is tantalizing and the words make it good to read and enjoy...You can savour the poem to its full succulence... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 47 Points Immanuel Santos (8/15/2012 1:21:00 PM)

    And the hip! hop! hap!
    Of the clap
    Of the hands to the swirl and the twirl
    Of the girl gone chancing,
    Glancing,
    Dancing,
    Backing and advancing,
    Snapping of the clapper to the spin
    Out and in-

    beautifully made! 10++ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 47 Points Carlos Echeverria (8/15/2012 11:11:00 AM)

    How wonderfully, ironically prescient that the words hip! hop! are in this poem-for it has a true funky rhythm. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 47 Points Bselvey Selvey (7/12/2012 2:20:00 AM)

    I learned this by rote aged 12. I loved it then and love it now. It is so evocative of the flamenco beat and mourns the loss of a friend/dancer. i used to think that it was linked to the Spanish Civil war in some way-but that was only a child's imagination (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 147 Points Ramesh T A (8/15/2011 3:36:00 PM)

    A light weight poem made joyful to read by the play of words is an art only Hilaire Belloc can do better ever! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 25 Points Adair Cross (2/9/2010 2:07:00 PM)

    I have always believed that this poem was about a girl who was bitten by a tarantula.(Tarentella dance-it was thought that by dancing the spiders venom would wear off) .It has always been a favourite of mine and I won an eisteddfod with it at the precocious age of 10! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 25 Points Kevin Straw (8/15/2009 5:00:00 AM)

    The poem is full of the the adventuresome joie de vivre of young men on their travels. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 25 Points Christopher Honey (12/2/2008 6:35:00 AM)

    This is a magnificent poem: it has mystery, rhythm, atmosphere and pace and is the work of a poet who has mastery of the language. The speculation is stimulates - who was or is Miranda? when and why is he recollecting the scene and asking her about it? - are all part of the enjoyment. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 25 Points Fabian Wayman-hales (6/11/2008 8:06:00 AM)

    I had always understood that Miranda was the DONKEY that accompanied Belloc on his Pilgrimage to Rome - tghough why a donkey should remember the taste of the wine escapes me. One of my favourite poems but one I can never commit to memory [- always missing out lines or getting them in tghe wrong order when I try to declaim them to myself (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 25 Points Gary Witt (1/26/2007 11:09:00 PM)

    In response to Mr. Hoare, below, the answer is 'yes and no.' Yes, the writer is referring to a specific inn, but no, he does not mean to say 'the inn.' In a sense, he is being coy. He wants her to remember a specific inn, perhaps among several at which the two of them stayed. But he does not want to say there was only one. In a sense his coyness is related to the title of the poem, Tarantella, which is technically a circular dance. He is dancing around the real object of his questioning. The irony is, by the time he has finished his own dance he has given so many clues that if she fails to 'get it, ' he is probably talking to the wrong woman. (Report) Reply

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