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… I am a watry weed, And I am very small, and love to dwell in lowly vales… (William Blake)

We are all at sea, drifting, stopping and salvaging.

They who tread on the tiger’s tail

VAIN AND CARELESS By Robert Graves Lady, lovely lady, Careless and gay! Once when a beggar called She gave her child away. The beggar took the baby, Wrapped it in a shawl, “Bring her back,” the lady said, “Next time … Continue reading →