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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.
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- 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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Woohoo! I know you'll enjoy this.
My favorite bits in the description were about the padded seat and "Cup holder cradles your favorite beverage."
Time to break out the cheap lawn-mowing beer, as Randall always called it.
Instead of the car, Jonathan will be asking to borrow the riding mower someday.
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