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Friday, December 02, 2005

Another Mother Damnable Returns

Old Mother Damnable on the Sky-Top
Wringing her dish-clouts or twirling her mop
Or astride her broom-stick a notable Roarer
With her grim duffel Cloak (vide Juvenal’s Satires)
Be-trimmd and be-flounced with it’s own rags and tatters
Blown over her head and streaming before her
She gallop’d away, on the scent of the booty,
Right over the deck
Of a Goodwin sands Wreck
To stop the poor soul that had not paid the duty

By Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Silas Tomkyn Comberbache


Blogger Granny said...

But Mousie, thou art no thy lane,
In proving foresight may be vain;
The best-laid schemes o' mice an' men
Gang aft agley,
An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain,
For promis'd joy!

One of my high school teachers was a huge Robert Burns fan. So am I but I have trouble with the dialect sometimes.

The description fits anonymous nicely but I think Burns was fond of the mouse.

And the louse as well.

No accounting for tastes. Mice are fine but I can live the rest of my life without lice.

Thank you. Don't know why I'm still awake. Listening to Mozart at moment - one of the Piano Concerti. That should help.

I like the green better too. The yellow stood out but so does the green and it's a gentler color.

Saturday, 03 December, 2005  

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