I read _And Ladies of the Club_ by Helen Hooven Santmyer about 18yrs ago. It was 1184 pgs. (I just looked up the length in Amazon b/c I remember it was veryyyy long.) I really enjoyed it too. I remember feeling like I was *living* in that town, it took me so long to read. And I read it over the summer when I was off and it *still* took me that long to read. It was reissued in PB a few years ago. Very worth reading if you like epic historical novels. It begins in 1868 and ends about a hundred years later. The next longest was probably the last Harry Potter book.
The longest book would be Les Miserable at 1500 pages. The longest title would be The Awful Battle of the Peeks and the Pollicles Together with Some Participation of the Pugs and the Poms and the Intervention of the Great Rumpus Cat. A poem, not a book though.
It's from Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats by TS Eliot. The musical Cats is based on it. Andrew Lloyd Webber set the poems to music and connected them with a very loose story line. Yes they are dogs.
"The Pekes and the Pollicles, everyone knows, Are proud and implacable passionate foes; It is always the same, wherever one goes. And the Pugs and the Pom, although most people say That they do not like fighting, will often display Every symptom of wanting to join in the fray. And they Bark bark bark bark Bark bark BARK BARK Until you can hear them all over the Park.
Now on the occasion of which I shall speak Almost nothing had happened for nearly a week (And that's a long time for a Pol or a Peke). The big Police Dog was away from his beat -- I don't know the reason but most people think He'd slipped into the Bricklayer's Arms for a drink -- And no one at all was about on the street When a Peke and a Pollicle happened to meet. They did not advance, or exactly retreat, But they glared at each other, and scraped their hind feet, And started to Bark bark bark bark Bark bark BARK BARK Until you could hear them all over the Park.
Now the Peke, although most people say what they please, Is no British Dog, but a Heathen Chinese. And so all the Pekes, when they heard the uproar, Some came to the window, some came to the door; There were surely a dozen, more likely a score. And together they started to grumble and wheeze In their huffery-snuffery Heathen Chinese. But a terrible din is what Pollicles like, For your Pollicle Dog is a dour Yorkshire tyke, And his braw Scottish cousins are snappers and bitters, And every dog-jack of them notable fighters; And so they stepped out, with their pipers in order, Playing When the Blue Bonnets Came Over the Border. Then the Pugs and the Poms held no longer aloof, But some from the balcony, some from the roof, Joined in To the din With a Bark bark bark bark Bark bark BARK BARK Until you could hear them all over the Park.
No when these bold heroes together assembled, The traffic all stopped, and the Underground trembled, And some of the neighbors were so much afraid That they started to rign up the Fire Brigade. When suddenly, up from a small basement flat, Why who should stalk out but the GREAT RUMPUSCAT. His eyes were like fireballs fearfully blazing, He gave a great yawn, and his jaws were amazing; And when he looked out through the bars of the area, You never saw anything fiercer or hairier. And what with the glare of his eyes and his yawning, The Pekes and the Pollicles quickly took warning. He looked at the sky and he gave a great leap -- And every last one of them scattered like sheep.
And when the Police Dog returned to his beat, There wasn't a single one left in the street.
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Longest book? or longest title?
Longest title: maybe "The Long, Dark Tea-Time of the Soul", by Douglas Adams
Longest book: probably something by James Michener
Liz
I don't know which is longer, I just know that they are both over 1000 pages: The Stand by Stephen King and Gone with the Wind by Margaret Mitchell
Scrappy
The longest book would be Les Miserable at 1500 pages. The longest title would be The Awful Battle of the Peeks and the Pollicles Together with Some Participation of the Pugs and the Poms and the Intervention of the Great Rumpus Cat. A poem, not a book though.
Julie
Julie,
LOL at your poem title!
Mich
It's from Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats by TS Eliot. The musical Cats is based on it. Andrew Lloyd Webber set the poems to music and connected them with a very loose story line. Yes they are dogs.
"The Pekes and the Pollicles, everyone knows,
Are proud and implacable passionate foes;
It is always the same, wherever one goes.
And the Pugs and the Pom, although most people say
That they do not like fighting, will often display
Every symptom of wanting to join in the fray.
And they
Bark bark bark bark
Bark bark BARK BARK
Until you can hear them all over the Park.
Now on the occasion of which I shall speak
Almost nothing had happened for nearly a week
(And that's a long time for a Pol or a Peke).
The big Police Dog was away from his beat --
I don't know the reason but most people think
He'd slipped into the Bricklayer's Arms for a drink --
And no one at all was about on the street
When a Peke and a Pollicle happened to meet.
They did not advance, or exactly retreat,
But they glared at each other, and scraped their hind feet,
And started to
Bark bark bark bark
Bark bark BARK BARK
Until you could hear them all over the Park.
Now the Peke, although most people say what they please,
Is no British Dog, but a Heathen Chinese.
And so all the Pekes, when they heard the uproar,
Some came to the window, some came to the door;
There were surely a dozen, more likely a score.
And together they started to grumble and wheeze
In their huffery-snuffery Heathen Chinese.
But a terrible din is what Pollicles like,
For your Pollicle Dog is a dour Yorkshire tyke,
And his braw Scottish cousins are snappers and bitters,
And every dog-jack of them notable fighters;
And so they stepped out, with their pipers in order,
Playing When the Blue Bonnets Came Over the Border.
Then the Pugs and the Poms held no longer aloof,
But some from the balcony, some from the roof,
Joined in
To the din
With a
Bark bark bark bark
Bark bark BARK BARK
Until you could hear them all over the Park.
No when these bold heroes together assembled,
The traffic all stopped, and the Underground trembled,
And some of the neighbors were so much afraid
That they started to rign up the Fire Brigade.
When suddenly, up from a small basement flat,
Why who should stalk out but the GREAT RUMPUSCAT.
His eyes were like fireballs fearfully blazing,
He gave a great yawn, and his jaws were amazing;
And when he looked out through the bars of the area,
You never saw anything fiercer or hairier.
And what with the glare of his eyes and his yawning,
The Pekes and the Pollicles quickly took warning.
He looked at the sky and he gave a great leap --
And every last one of them scattered like sheep.
And when the Police Dog returned to his beat,
There wasn't a single one left in the street.
Julie
Oh, Julie, thanks, that is SO cool!!!
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