Samson Agonistes: I test my bath before I sit, And I’m always moved to wonderment That what chills the finger not a bit Is so frigid upon the fundament.
Samson Agonistes: I test my bath before I sit, And I’m always moved to wonderment That what chills the finger not a bit Is so frigid upon the fundament.
There is no such thing as darkness; only a failure to see.
Nothing can be more contemptible than to suppose Public RECORDS to be True.
Anything Can Happen You could have gone off the Bloor Street viaduct I could have been run down in the…