Peel’s smile: like the silver plate on a coffin.
Peel’s smile: like the silver plate on a coffin.
It is a cliche that most cliches are true, but then, like most cliches, that cliche is untrue
You Remain As a perfume doth remain In the folds where it hath lain, So the thought of you, remaining…
Epitaph of Sir John Strange, Master of the Rolls, who died, at the age of fifty-eight, in 1754. Here lies…