NABOKV-L post 0010768, Fri, 10 Dec 2004 20:00:56 -0800

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To: 'D. Barton Johnson'
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Dear Don, for Akiko,

I can see the Château de Chillon if I look southish from my suspended garden. Sion is some 40-50 km further, up the Valais valley, near Sierre, where I came in third in class in the 1964 Grand Prix de la Montagne in the Alfa Romeo Giulia TZ (after getting a hefty fine for waking up 100,000 burgers during unscheduled practice a week before the race). I've been taking up a lot of space. It's just that the echoes are so evocative. I understand why "Sion" and "Chillon" are alike in Japanese, but how does one distinguish them? Anyway, I don't think there would be any Dôle de Chillon. Sion, yes, as well as the Aigle region, which is not far from Chillon, in the direction of Sion. VN and I occasionally shared Fendant and Dôle (of which there are many subspecies).

DN

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From: Donald B. Johnson [mailto:chtodel@gss.ucsb.edu]
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----- Forwarded message from a-nakata@courante.plala.or.jp -----
Date: Fri, 10 Dec 2004 16:05:43 +0900
From: Akiko Nakata <a-nakata@courante.plala.or.jp>

Dear All,

I do appreciate so many splendid postings on TT-25.
I would like to add a few things that I did not include in my original notes.

Best wishes,
Akiko

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96.17-18: "One talks . . . years ago": Cf. Oscar Wilde's *The Ballad of Reading Gaol (1898), I.I.5-6, I.7.1 (Brian Boyd's note to the LoA edition).
The lines he mentions are: "The poor dead woman whom he loved, / And murdered in her bed"; "Yet each man kills the thing he loves." You can see the whole ballad at http://emotionalliteracyeducation.com/classic_books_online/rgaol10.htm .

97.09: Dole: Dole de Sion, one of the best red wines of Switzerland.
Cf. "Typically these white Fendant whites are low in acidity and dry with no particularly pronounced aromas or flavours. The town of Sion is in the middle of this region and the Fendant de Sion has one major claim to fame - in Finnegan's Wake James Joyce selects it as his favourite white wine. We'll never know if today's Fendant de Sion is the same wine as Joyce himself drank - nor is it a given that great writers are necessarily connoisseurs of wine - but what with it being the centenary of Bloomsday this year, the Fendant de Sion is appearing all over Ireland.

Just to be sure that you'll make the connection, that iconic photograph with the signature hat and shades is on the label, along with the number 100 several times over. There's a red too, called Dole de Sion, which has an identical label. The red is made from Gamay and Pinot Noir, so it's not completely unlike a rather insipid Burgundy or Beaujolais."

From "Swiss Wines":

http://216.239.63.104/search?q=cache:FXxXATbq2V4J:www.foodandwine.net/wine/wine0174.htm+dole+de+sion&hl=ja

First I found the wine in a Japanese wine book. As there is no difference between Sion and Chillon in Japanese, I thought it could be Dole de Chillon.
If it were Dole de Chillon, I could have pointed out another thread of Byron and a dungeon motif. Byron wrote "The Prisoner of Chillon" (1816) inspired by Bonivard who was chained to one of the pillars of the dungeon 1530 - 1536. You can see Byron's name he scratched on the (a?) pillar for himself.
The castle is near from Montreux Palace Hotel. (Sorry for the useless
information!)

Dole might be chosen because it sounds like "dole," grief, sorrow.


Correction:
I put "Gulov" meaning "Gurov" in the sentence below. Sorry for the typo.

However, Nina's scarf "already on the move like those dogs that recognize you before their owners do" makes her see Victor as a spitz gives Gurov a chance to talk to Anna in the Chekhov's story.

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