No fury more righteous than that of a sinner accused of the wrong sin.
No fury more righteous than that of a sinner accused of the wrong sin.
And as he, too, seemed disinclined for chit-chat, we stood for some moments like a couple of Trappist monks who…
To a Goose If thou didst feed on western plains of yore; Or waddle wide with flat and flabby feet…
To A Vary Special Slope You are such a radiant gradient a smooth one, not a hilly one Your red-rimmed…