On Thu, 28 Jan 1999, John Tranter wrote:
> > By the gated ways
> > As in earlier days:
> > You were weak and lame,
> > So you never came
>
> Hold on!
> Is this from Lady Chatterley's, or what?
- weighted gaze, happy (former) daze, it has to be a Hardy perrenial (cut
back hard to ensure new growth) rather than an early hymn to viagra. If
Doug's going out to get Huge Tails from Ovid, I suggest he also picks up a
copy of the penguin anthology of different translations of Ovid, if for no
other reason than that it's got bits of the stunning Golding in it. If, in
such company, Hughes's Ovid is "for the millenium", what does this say
about the millenium?
- not sour grapes, but a faintly bitter aftertaste.
R
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