We might as well dispute with Dimock on a Coronation Day, as argue with these Writers. They strut, vapour, throw down the Gauntlet, and defy us to take it up.
[…] hence, the gods in the Iliad are never “ Dii ex machinis,” they are providential and governing, they prepare the conflict, mature the crisis, […]
Mary Fibbs and all her friends start making coughing noises whenever I come near them, and then they all giggle and Mary says Grandfather mixes his cough medicine in the urns on top of the gate posts after dark with his umbrella, and now Jessamy!
I shall see some squeaking Cleopatra boy my greatness.
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