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At 10:25 20/09/00 +0200, you wrote: >Re. liking or disliking favourite poets: > >On a motoring holiday somewhere around Sligo, an >acquaintance of mine (a scholar specialising in Yeats) >picked up a hitchhiker. The hitcher turned out to be >an American student who had just completed a thesis >on Yeats. He expressed a desire to visit the great man's >grave. Delighted to discover this common enthusiasm, >John said he would be happy to take the young man there. > >On arrival at the grave site, the bloke promptly whipped >out his equipment, pissed on the grave, and exclaimed: >"That's for the last four years, you bastard!" Unfortunately, there is some doubt as to whether Yeats (in toto or even partially) is actually in that grave--the student may have unwittingly bespattered the remains of a few poor Frenchies. Alex %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%