>> which takes one beyond
>> poor Desdemona, as of course her last revival is, well, curtains for
>> her if not quite then the play.
>>
>> David Bircumshaw
'Twas a chilly day for Willy
When the mercury went down.
... ever the entrepreneur for Light Verse
Dorothy Wystan St Vincent Millais mehitabel
('T would take a heart of stone not to howl with lafter at the deth of
Littul Nell.
The Sainted Emily )
{Who, because she would not stop for death, watched the glass falling hour
by hour -- how prophetic of today's financial widow's cruise.
Keynes Revividus.}
[Oh dear, do I ever so wish that I could break myself of the habit of
writing in Melvillian sub-Shakespearean prose rhythms.
:-(((((
A Contrite Rodent.]
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