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- Maid of Astolat
- Thinking of pushing the boat out as my love for Lancelot is alas, unrequited. ;-)
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A picnic by the river at Chatsworth, last week. In The Fields Charlotte Mew Lord when I look at lovely things which pass, Under old ... -
Being Her Friend John Masefield Being her friend, I do not care, Not I, How gods or men may wrong me, beat me down; Her word's s... -
THE MOON Percy Bysshe Shelley The snow upon my lifeless mountains Is loosened into living fountains, My solid oceans flow, and sing an... -
There are no words. postscript - found some words... "Evil often triumphs, but never conquers." -
I met Col down at the pub on Friday dinnertime. Hadn't seen him for ages. Sad to say, he has really gone downhill recently. The fact is ... -
Farewell Anne Bronte Farewell to Thee! But not farewell To all my fondest thoughts of Thee: Within my heart they still shall d... -
Fire and Ice Robert Frost Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with those who ... -
Failed to get to London today to the booksigning, so woe is me. Ridiculously disappointed. Damn British Weather! The old Celica looks sn...
