Before that Merlin dyde, he did intend / A brasen wall in compas to compyle / About Cairmardin […]

SIR DEATH is a grim old fellow ; Yet rather facetious at times, When blue ruin makes him mellow, And he chants his Stygian rhymes.

No, I'll be sworn she has her liripoop, too.

The Swiss have banded together to prevent the dismantling of one of Expo.02's transitory architectural installations: Blur Building, a walk-through artificial cloud on the lakeshore at Yverdon-les-Bains. How, one might well wonder, did vaporescence suddenly become so meaningful?