Author: Alex Grecian

Cites

• Rupert Winthrop (1)
  • IN: The Devil's Workshop (2014) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Push me down and shut my box, And twist my arm about. And listen to my merry tune. I’ll soon be coming out. Push me down again, Dear Childe, I’m safely hid away. But I’m not gone; it won’t be long Till Jack comes out to play.
    FROM: Jack in the Box, from Londontown Rhymes for the Nursery, (1893), Song, UK
• NULL (2)
  • IN: The Devil's Workshop (2014) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Karstphanomen | kärst 'fän • o • men | noun 1. A geological phenomenon of underground limestone formations that have selectively eroded and are consequently riddled with fissures, sinkholes, and cavities. 2. A secret society made up of prominent London citizens who believed that criminal punishment should more directly match the actions of the criminals themselves. The society operated throughout the Victorian era, but is thought to have disbanded by the early twentieth century.
    FROM: Fulton’s Guide to Unfamiliar Words, (1923), Book, NULL
  • IN: The Black Country (2013) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Rawhead and Bloody Bones Steals naughty children from their homes, Takes them to his dirty den, And they are never seen again.
    FROM: Black Country children’s rhyme, (None), Song, UK
• Robert Louis Stevenson (1)
  • IN: The Harvest Man (2015) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: When children are playing alone on the green, In comes the playmate that never was seen. When children are happy and lonely and good, The Friend of the Children comes out of the wood. Nobody heard him, and nobody saw, His is a picture you never could draw, But he’s sure to be present, abroad or at home, When children are happy and playing alone. He lies in the laurels, he runs on the grass, He sings when you tinkle the musical glass; Whene’er you are happy and cannot tell why, The Friend of the Children is sure to be by! He loves to be little, he hates to be big, ’Tis he that inhabits the caves that you dig; ’Tis he when you play with your soldiers of tin That sides with the Frenchmen and never can win. ’Tis he, when at night you go off to your bed, Bids you go to sleep and not trouble your head; For wherever they’re lying, in cupboard or shelf, ’Tis he will take care of your playthings himself!
    FROM: The Unseen Playmate: A Child’s Garden of Verses, (1885), Book, UK
• Rudyard Kipling (1)
  • IN: The Yard (2012) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: f you wake at midnight, and hear a horse’s feet, Don’t go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street. Them that asks no questions isn’t told a lie. Watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
    FROM: A Smuggler’s Song, (1906), Poem, England/ India