dedalus Posted July 6, 2015 Share Posted July 6, 2015 Amid lurid banners and flowing brash regalia, he sought excitement in style, truth in harmony, but found neither: the shade trees of persuasion lined the Avenue of Lies in sycophantic symphony, a cosmic clang of frivolities, the troubled words, and driven speech of those left languishing behind, in a dispensation of dull and dismal diminutives, a somnolent seedy selection of lazy lying words and melancholy melodies; brush all aside, Sir, and enter the cool vacant space beyond such things where lissome girls greet you with goblets of wine, with sweetmeats, with dishes of pale plump fruit . Quote Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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