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Gentle Sir Philip Sidney, thou knew'st what belong'd to a scholler; thou knew'st what pains, what toil, what travail conduct to perfection.
About Me
- Piers
- West Tennessee, United States
- "I am grown at length to see into the vanity of the world more than ever I did, and now I condemn myself for nothing so much as playing the dolt in print . . . . There is nothing that if a man list he may not wrest or pervert. I cannot forbid any to think villainously, Sed caveat emptor, let the interpreter beware; for none ever heard me make allegories of an idle text."
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- This is awesome.
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- Shakespearean Insult of the day
- Missing Friends
- In Which Piers Dreads his Gradebook
- Convalescing
- Birthday Music
- 10K
- How NOT to recruit English Majors
- Life with a Toddler, Vol. 18
- Pinoy Joke!
- From today's CFP list
- Oklahoma OK
- By way of Chicago, a new awesome food
- In Which Piers Revels in the Irony
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1 comment:
Oh, that's rich, coming from you, thou beslubbered bum-bailey.
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