Thanks to Mathew, Martin and "Beatrice Alighieri" for their contributions to
this "mini-thread". However, failing "Beatrice Alighieri" revealing his/her
true identity, the conceit is now finished. For true, realised conceit in
poetry, I believe you cannot surpass Pope and Dryden. And, as I have not
read either in years, I intend to "disengage" in order to read the Masters
of the genre. (Any Mistresses of this genre? Candice, do you have any
suggestions? Edna St. Vincent Millay, perhaps?)
Cheers,
Viv
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