The forest hangs round them like a theater curtain, mist rising from the water, half-drowned things – jackals, monkeys, pottos, bushpigs – wading along with them, looking dazed and bearish.
Rage with Iambicks, arm'd Archilocus / Numbers for Dialogue and Action fit, / And Favourites of the Dramatick Muſe. / Fierce, Lofty, Rapid, whoſe commanding Sound / Awes the tumultuous Noiſes of the Pit, / And whoſe peculiar Province is the Stage.
Mr Lee descended on Penghu, one of the Pescadores, with a population of 90,000, in the afternoon, immediately after military jets had buzzed the airstrip to ensure his safety. Penghu lies in the middle of the Taiwan Strait.
Addressing a large rally, he compared himself to the native goddess Matsu, who gave her life for others. Your President should love and protect the people like her, he said. Matsu will not abandon Penghu, and I will not either.
...threats of personal violence, actual acts of cyberviolence (spamming those making the assertions)...
