Monday, February 27, 2006

When the hurly-burly's done, when the battle's lost and won

Happy Birthday Bryan! All the best for the rest of the year!








What form of prayer can serve my turn? "Forgive me my foul murder?" That cannot be, since I am still possess'd of those effects for which I did the murder.

May one be pardoned and retain th'offence?

Words without thoughts never to heaven go.

Things to think about. It's remarkable, finding stuff that strikes even late in a dreamy afternoon.

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