Author: John Buchan

Cites

• Virgil (1)
  • IN: The Dancing Floor (1926) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: "Quisque suos patimur Manes'
    FROM: Aeneid, (-19), NULL, Italy
• John Buchan (1)
  • IN: Midwinter (1923) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: We two confess twin loyalties-- Wychwood beneath the April skies Is yours, and many a scented road That winds in June by Evenlode. Not less when autumn fires the brake, Yours the deep heath by Fannich's lake, The corries where the dun deer roar And eagles wheel above Sgurr Môr. So I, who love with equal mind The southern sun, the northern wind, The lilied lowland water-mead And the grey hills that cradle Tweed, Bring you this tale hich haply tries To intertwine our loyalities.
    FROM: NULL, (1923), Author, NULL

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• Paul Torday (1)
  • IN: More than You Can Say (2011) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Your story will be laughed to scorn. Of course people will be sorry for you... they will say that a meritorious soldier, more notable perhaps for courage than for brains, has gone crazy, and they will comment on the long-drawn-out effects of the War.
    FROM: The Three Hostages, (1924), Novel, UK
• John Buchan (1)
  • IN: Midwinter (1923) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: We two confess twin loyalties-- Wychwood beneath the April skies Is yours, and many a scented road That winds in June by Evenlode. Not less when autumn fires the brake, Yours the deep heath by Fannich's lake, The corries where the dun deer roar And eagles wheel above Sgurr Môr. So I, who love with equal mind The southern sun, the northern wind, The lilied lowland water-mead And the grey hills that cradle Tweed, Bring you this tale hich haply tries To intertwine our loyalities.
    FROM: NULL, (1923), Author, NULL