
O! Sycophant!
Who are we talking to when we write in our books? George Finlay’s books are stuffed with letters from friends and endearingly tart marginalia. For the last few weeks I’ve […]
Who are we talking to when we write in our books? George Finlay’s books are stuffed with letters from friends and endearingly tart marginalia. For the last few weeks I’ve […]
‘We are all Greeks’ wrote Percy Shelley in 1821[1], in what became a rallying cry for all those Romantic revolutionaries— known to us as the Philhellenes—who lent their support in […]