On a sweltering August evening in 1897, in a ramshackle laboratory in Secunderabad, India, a British army surgeon made a discovery that would save millions of lives. After dissecting his twentieth mosquito of the day, Ronald Ross finally observed what he had been seeking for years: the malarial parasite nestled within the insect's gut. That night, exhausted but exultant, he composed a poem celebrating his breakthroug…
“The mosquito is the most dangerous animal in the world.”
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Death & Mortality, Devotional Poets, Mystical & Spiritual Poets, Victorian Poets
Emotional landscape: Wonder, Irony, Spirituality
Joseph Hilaire Pierre René Belloc was born on 27 July 1870 at La Celle-Saint-Cloud, near Paris, France, and died on 16 July 1953, eleven days before his eighty-third birthday. He was one of the most conspicuous, gifted, and divisive English-language writers of the first half of the twentieth century: a poet, essayist, historian, travel writer, novelist, political campaigner, Catholic apologist, journalist, and public…
“The Catholic Church is like a thick steak, a good cigar, and a glass of wine.”
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Edwardian Poets, Light Verse Poets, Victorian Poets
Emotional landscape: Sorrow, Irony, Despair