So that, dear lords, if I be left behind, / A moth of peace, and he go to the war, / The rites for which I love him are bereft me, / And I a heavy interim shall support / By his dear absence. Let me go with him.
Young Chromis and Mnaſylus chanc'd to ſtray / Where (ſleeping in a cave) Silenus lay, / Whoſe conſtant cups fly fuming to his brain, / And always boil in each extended vein; / His truſty flaggon, full of potent juice, / Was hanging by, worn thin with age and uſe; …
[…] IRCing can confirm the observation that work and play appear to constitute a continuum for the digerati.
Ye shall count the fruit thereof as uncircumcised. That is, as unclean, and therefore to be cast away as the Foreskin was.
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