Petshark: Talking Stick
Entries with the tag: twelfth night
The lockout was announced as over on January 6, Twelfth Night. Was it an industry-wide epiphany? Was it time to clean up, as is traditional in many Christmas-celebrating households? Was it just Ed Snider's birthday present? Was that the prize in the plum cake?
It seems like I should be feeling something like this:
If music be the food of love, play on;
Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die.
That strain again! it had a dying fall:
O, it came o’er my ear like the sweet sound,
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more:
’Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Hm. Nope. I mean I can see how it would fit but the strain and the dying and the sickening and the sweetness just aren't there.