The House of Fame (Hous of Fame in the original spelling) is a Middle English poem by Geoffrey Chaucer, probably written between 1379 and 1380, making it one of his earlier works. It was most likely written after The Book of the Duchess, but its chronological relation to Chaucer's other early poems is uncertain.
The House of Fame is over 2,000 lines long in three books and takes the form of a dream vision composed in octosyllabic couplets. Upon falling asleep the poet finds himself in a glass temple adorned with images of the famous and their deeds. With an eagle as a guide, he meditates on the nature of fame and the trustworthiness of recorded renown. This allows Geoffrey to contemplate the role of the poet in reporting the lives of the famous and how much truth there is in what can be told.
The work begins with a proem in which Chaucer speculates on the nature and causes of dreams. He claims that he will tell his audience about his "wonderful" dream "in full."
The House may refer to:
The House is a domain that serves as the center of the universe in The Keys to the Kingdom series by Australian author Garth Nix. Anything in creation not in the House, such as earth (the solar system and indeed this universe), is part of the Secondary Realms. The House is divided into seven demesnes; each of which is ruled by a master named for a day of the week, the Trustees, or sometimes the Morrow Days. The demesnes are, in the order Arthur Penhaligon has claimed them: the Lower House, the Far Reaches, the Border Sea, the Great Maze, the Middle House, the Upper House and the Incomparable Gardens.
The House's physical appearance in the Secondary Realms is described as a vast building featuring many different architectural styles, which often appear to be brought together at random. Its physical location differs; Arthur first sees it near his own residence, and his friend Leaf sees it above a hospital. Arthur, Leaf, and Leaf's ally Sylvie are the only mortals shown to see the House, each by a different means: Arthur can see it presumably because he is the Heir of the Architect; Sylvie requires special glasses given to Leaf by the House Sorcerer Dr. Scamandros; and Leaf appears able to see it without aid. It is her belief that she has inherited powers of extrasensory perception from her grandmother, whom she thinks to have been a witch, but this has not been confirmed. A possible alternative suggests that her immersion in the House (which occurred prior to her view of it from outside) enabled her to see it.
The House (Lithuanian: Namai) is a 1997 French-Lithuanian drama film directed by Šarūnas Bartas. It was screened in the Un Certain Regard section at the 1997 Cannes Film Festival.
Breaks like glass
But not in your hand
They'll shoot you down
Right where you stand
And it don't care for what you wear
Or which way you might sway
It calls you up
But not on the phone
And they will drag you from your throne
And you may laugh while you sit there
Sipping your champagne
And they all laugh at your despair
Sniffing your cocaine
I'm a man of choice in an old Rolls Royce
And I'm howling at the moon
Is my happening to deafening
For you?
For you?
It's maybe The Fame
It's walked out on your name
It's sees you crying
Never did explain
Am I the name
Blowing through you
Like a hurricane
It's a shame
It's a shame
It's a shame
It will not fall
Not from the sky
And it don't eat no humble pie
And you may have your quiet life
But I bet you don't know why
It makes you a mess
You didn't believe
You still don't know what makes me breathe
And you may laugh while sitting there
Sipping your champagne
And they all laugh at your despair
Sniffing your cocaine
I'm a man of choice in an old Rolls Royce
And I'm howling at the moon
Is this happening to deafening
For you?
For you?
It's maybe The Fame
It's walked out on your name
It's sees you crying
Never did explain
Am I the name
Blowing through you
Like a hurricane
It's a shame
It's a shame
It's a shame
It's maybe The Fame
It's walked out on your name
It's sees you crying
Never did explain
Am I the name
Blowing through you
Like a hurricane
And I've walked out on your name
It sees you cry
Up from the sky
You never did explain
Why I'm still
Blowing through you