Enough of boss-buttering and churning out documents from templates, fuckers!
From now on, I will add an education component to this document. It will broaden your horizons and also attract the type of Calcutta-type girl who likes men who like storybooks, and theories and shit like that.
Here therefore is Elizabeth Barreet Browning's extract which makes a case for poets to represent the current age, and not nestle in the comfort of old glory for today's headlines and tomorrow's history.
[And no if I were in Bangalore Law College, I would not get even an A in history. Don't ask me why, I am too shy to tell why].
If there's room for poets in this world . . . Their sole work is to represent the age, Their age, not Charlemagne's - this live, throbbing age,That brawls, cheats, maddens, calculates, aspires, And spends more passion, more heroic heat, Than Roland with his knights at Roncevalles. To flinch from modern varnish, coat or flounce, Cry out for togas and the picturesque, Is fatal,--foolish, too. King Arthur's self Was commonplace to Lady Guenevere
-Aurora Leigh
From now on, I will add an education component to this document. It will broaden your horizons and also attract the type of Calcutta-type girl who likes men who like storybooks, and theories and shit like that.
Here therefore is Elizabeth Barreet Browning's extract which makes a case for poets to represent the current age, and not nestle in the comfort of old glory for today's headlines and tomorrow's history.
[And no if I were in Bangalore Law College, I would not get even an A in history. Don't ask me why, I am too shy to tell why].
If there's room for poets in this world . . . Their sole work is to represent the age, Their age, not Charlemagne's - this live, throbbing age,That brawls, cheats, maddens, calculates, aspires, And spends more passion, more heroic heat, Than Roland with his knights at Roncevalles. To flinch from modern varnish, coat or flounce, Cry out for togas and the picturesque, Is fatal,--foolish, too. King Arthur's self Was commonplace to Lady Guenevere
-Aurora Leigh
posted by Witchy Man at 8:57 AM
5 Comments:
Happy lier's sad life!!
ps:was it a tpyo
Tsk Tsk...
Good point in that last line, I can just imagine Guinevere cribbing to Lancelot about how she could be a star if only she could get out of Camelot. And Lance getting a hernia because his cuirasses or whatever got in the way of his excitement.
RonceSvalles, actually. Your typo or Aurora's?
Lizzie screwed you over too? she needs sorting out!
that's lizzi's sole aim in life. But she has quiete a bit of competition nowadays. imagine law school now.
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