"Word of the Day: BUMBLEBROTH (n.) a confused mess"  --@HaggardHawks
    Assay only Glimpsable for an Instant.
      "XX
        The night is freezing fast,
        To-morrow comes December;
        And winterfalls of old
        Are with me from the past;
        And chiefly I remember
        How Dick would hate the cold.
          Fall, winter, fall; for he,
          Prompt hand and headpiece clever,
          Has woven a winter robe,
          And made of earth and sea
          His overcoat for ever,
          And wears the turning globe."
            --A E Housman, Last Poems (1922)


 
 
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