Hath fed on pageants floating through the air / Or calentured in depths of limpid flood.

Bridie! Bridie Kelly! He will never forget the name, ever remember the night, first night, the bridenight. They are entwined in nethermost darkness, the willer with the willed, and in an instant (fiat!) light shall flood the world.

Economists, experts, lobbyists, ghost writers, woman’s organization speakers, lawyers, public relations counsels, and what-have-you’s were hurled at NRA literally by the airplaneful.

And in these unruly islands I was prepared almost to welcome the face of Rhadamanthine severity.