It was a great game altogether
Why are your songs all wild and bitter sad As funeral dirges with the orphans' cries? Each night since first the world was made hath had A sequent day to laugh it down the skies.
“You did come down a wallop, didn't you? How art thou fallen from heaven, oh Lucifer, son of the morning, I said to myself. You're so terribly neurotic, Bertie. You must try to be less jumpy. What you need is a good nerve tonic.”
Schomberg, … an irrepressible retailer of all the scandalous gossip of the place, would, with both elbows on the table, impart an adorned version of the story to any guest who cared to imbibe knowledge along with the more costly liquors.
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