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Há 6 dias · Sir Christopher Frank Carandini Lee CBE CStJ (27 May 1922 – 7 June 2015) was an English actor, singer, and military officer. [1] In a career spanning more than sixty years, Lee became known as an actor with a deep and commanding voice who often portrayed villains in horror and franchise films. Lee was knighted for services to drama and ...
Há 2 dias · References. External links. George Bernard Shaw (26 July 1856 – 2 November 1950), known at his insistence as Bernard Shaw, was an Irish playwright, critic, polemicist and political activist. His influence on Western theatre, culture and politics extended from the 1880s to his death and beyond.
Há 3 dias · Walter Montagu Douglas Scott, 5th Duke of Buccleuch: 1806–1884 1835 Lord Lieutenant of Midlothian 675 Prince George of Cumberland: 1819–1878 1835 Later George V, King of Hanover 676 Prince George of Cambridge: 1819–1904 1835 Later Duke of Cambridge 677 Alexander Hamilton, 10th Duke of Hamilton: 1767–1852 1836 Lord Lieutenant of ...
Há 3 dias · Mitte Juni 1832 war Sir Walter dann wieder zurück in London. Sein Gesundheitszustand hatte sich allerdings während der langen Reise nicht wie erhofft verbessert. Er starb am 21. September im Herrenhaus Abbotsford (gelegen im Süden Schottlands). (Titelbild: Sir Walter Scott, Porträt von Henry Raeburn, 1822. National Galleries Scotland)
Há 5 dias · Ian Bunting. Partner organisations such as Forestry Land Scotland and the Steamship Sir Walter Scott Trust have spoken with school pupils about biodiversity, water safety and the history of...
Há 4 dias · From The Lay Of The Last Minstrel. Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, "This is my own, my native land!" Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand! If such there breathe, go, mark him well;
Há 5 dias · Thy Warfare O'er, Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking: Dream of battled fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing.
