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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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- Adventures with Students, vol. 20
- In which Piers hears a challenging word
- Adventures in parenting, vol. 16
- In which Piers hears a manifesto
- "In the whole wild world there's no magic place..."
- Memphis (half) Marathon Weekend
- Adventures with Students, vol. 19
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