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No matter what I said,
For wisdom is the property of the dead,
A something incompatible with life; and power,
Like everything that has the stain of blood,
A property of the living
I said you can't stop righteousness, it will grow until it covers the earth youtube.com/watch?v=db9YEUWg…
Go there; sit down, and pray to gracious Priapus
That I may lose my love for Daphnis.
Say, should he grant this, at once I'll offer him
A fine young goat.
May Daphnis be possessed by such a yearning as a heifer feels when, worn out by a long search for her mate through copses and tall forest trees, she sinks down on the green sedge by a running water, folorn, forgetting to go home even as the dusk deepens into night.
Long time Blue Labour Twitter poster has blocked me for suggesting Virginia Woolf is a great author lmfao.
Replying to @CapelLofft
Wow. To the Lighthouse is the most beautiful novel in the English language. Ridiculous that anyone who loves words could have this opinion.




