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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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- Lost
- When Piers has no car
- Taxes
- Holy Smoke!
- Robert Burton on the RSA
- HAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAHA *breathe* HHAAAAAHAHAA
- Piers on the Road Vol 3
- Piers on the Road Vol. 2
- Piers on the road
- Adventures with Students, Vol. 3
- Little Boy has a bike too
- Scott Speedster S50, first ride
- Early Spring in Martin
- Irony.
- A comment on the weather
- Sonnet 129
- Wow. Glad I'm not at Savannah State.
- Choices, Choices
- "Duke Basketball, A Class Act"
- Casualties
- Astrophil and Stella #47
- Adventures With Students, Vol. 2
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