I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.
Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock
T.S. Eliot
Farewell Address
Farewell Radio and Television Address to the American People by President Dwight D. Eisenhower, January 17, 1961.
My fellow Americans:
Three days from now, after half a century in the service of our country, I shall lay down the responsibilities of office as, in traditional and solemn ceremony, the authority of the Presidency is vested in [...]
For over four thousand years, MEGIDDO, a hill in northern Israel, has been the site of many battles. Ancient cities were established there to serve as a fortress on the plain of Jezreel to guard a mountain pass. As Megiddo was built and rebuilt, one city upon the other, a mound or hill was formed. [...]
Gimme that old fashion morphine
Gimme that old fashion morphine
Gimme that old fashion morphine
It’s good enough for me
What was good enough for my grandpa
It was good enough for my grandpa
It was good enough for my grandpa
It’s good enough for me
Mad Tom of Bedlam
For to see Mad Tom of Bedlam,
Ten thousand miles I’ve travelled.
Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes,
For to save her shoes from gravel
Sens eliminate Pens; Crosby’s 1st postseason ends
Pittsburgh Penguins at Ottawa Senators
SENATORS WIN SERIES 4-1
Associated Press
OTTAWA — The Ottawa Senators brought a decisive end to Sidney Crosby’s teen years in the NHL.
Heatley, Antoine Vermette and Chris Kelly scored second-period goals and the Senators held Crosby without a point for a second straight game.
Jack Woolcott was in a stainless steel tub with his legs stretched out, and his head rested upon a web work of gauze. Molly sat in a folding chair beside the tub. She lathered Jack’s face with shaving soap. Molly shaved him well, and cleanly. Jack lay with his head back [...]
Well I feel like an old hobo,
I’m sad lonesome and blue
I was fair as the summer day
Now the summer days are through
You pass through places
And places pass through you
But you carry ‘em with you
On the souls of your travellin’ shoes
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