Monday, March 28, 2011

Quote of the day

Now blotches rankling, coloured gay and grim,
Now patches where some leanness of the soil's
Broke into moss or substances like boils;
Then came some palsied oak, a cleft in him
Like a distorted mouth that splits its rim
Gaping at death, and dies while it recoils.
Robert Browning, "Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came"

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