They lard their lean books with the fat of others’ works.
They lard their lean books with the fat of others’ works.
A hotel correspondence. Dear Maid, Please do not leave any more of those little bars of soap in my bathroom…
Nobody goes there anymore it is too crowded.
A little Learning is a dang'rous Thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian Spring: There shallow Draughts intoxicate the…