“A scribbler vile, inflamed with hellish spite,
Against the great Augustine dared to Write;
Presumptuous serpent! from what midnight den
Durst thou to crawl on earth and look at men?
Sure thou was fed on Britain’s sea-girt plains,
Or in thy breast Vesuvian sulphur reigns.”
2007-12-05
03:48:30
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Anonymous
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Arts & Humanities
➔ Poetry
Bede dinna' write it, wee ones. That is where it can be found...
2007-12-05
03:57:12 ·
update #1
Where's me ferrule?
2007-12-05
04:05:23 ·
update #2