11 APRIL 1941, page 11

To The Poets In Exile

OH, yes, I know, too well I know, the sunshine still shines on western sands when the winds wail here. Children are sunburnt there who were chilled and chased out of dark homes......

Eire

RED Rose, proud Rose, sad Rose of ancient days, You dream apart among your moss-grown ways, While round your drowsy head the Druid past A mazy web of memories has cast, As once......

- The Cinema The Ramparts We Watch." At The Gaumont.-- ,,...

Barbara." At the Odeon. SATIRE or sentiment? This week the screen offers both, and each at its best: Bernard Shaw demonstrates the whiteness of black and the greyness of white,......

The Theatre

No Time for Comedy." By S. N. Behrman. At the Haymarket. BEHRMAN, who may be remembered as the author of that 'limit comedy of the Coward decade, The Second Man, is d enough to......