Boiling rush of gray
clouds still caravan into
dusk of pyramids;
and our haggard claustration
finds fright unavailing still.
On my victrola- this (no 3nglish).
"Et fit saepe nefas iaculum temptante lacerto." --Lucan vi. 79 ('And many a murder is done when the arm is merely testing the javelin.')
Gr**ning of Gr**nland. (via AL Daily)
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