🈴1 The Library


THE ROAD across from the Park
Opening HOURS: 10:30 am – 8:15 pm Mon-Fri except for Mon & Tues when we are closed to allow for staff to learn English.Wednesday aint the best day to come coz Mary the cleaner has twisted her ankle trying to get her mop round the u-bend and will be in bed with the doctor

Thursday should be alright as the 2 shelves of Informative Sciences books will be available by then

Our religion section now takes up all four walls / please respect the lord;s work and handle with care

losed 1pm to facilitate restocking of shelves

Burnt had started reading with interest from an early age His Dad had enjoyed reading and was very literary.This encouraged Burnt to visit

his first Library ~ The Road Library was where he further developed his interest in Books, and which he revisited regularly as this young schoolboy.
A Book of Lists  A List of Books – books all over the place Books about Art ..  Music  .. Crime ..

Books about discovery and human endeavour  All heights and writes
Subjects diverse and formal; artful and frightening  Books about human cruelty and political gain
Classic Fiction, Facts and Anecdotes.

 

The English Language The Satisfaction in seeing a row of Books …. words such as  Omnilegent ( reading everything) having encyclopedic curiosity and knowledge & Librocubicularist  a person who reads in bed.  and Lectiophile – Reading lover

“When you are old and gray and full of sleep; and nodding by the fire. Take down this book, and slowly read,and dream of the soft look your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace. And loved your beauty with love false or true; But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you And loved the sorrows of your changing face. And bending down beside the glowing bars, murmur, a little sadly, how love fled and paced upon the mountains overhead. And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.” W. B. YEATS

Frontispiece “The Engraving Lover” by Honoré Daumier (1808 – 1879)

 

“When you are old and gray and full of sleep; and nodding by the fire. Take down this book, and slowly read,and dream of the soft look your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace. And loved your beauty with love false or true; But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you And loved the sorrows of your changing face. And bending down beside the glowing bars, murmur, a little sadly, how love fled and paced upon the mountains overhead. And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.” W. B. YEATS

History Of The English Language – M.Bragg