Saturday, April 12, 2008

Abstract Nº59

On a very old glass at Market-Hill

Frail glass! thou mortal art as well as I;
Though none can tell which of us first shall die.


Answered ExTempore by Dr. Swift

We both are mortal; but thou, frailer creature,
May'st die, like me, by chance, but not by nature.

Jonathan Swift, "The Poems of Jonathan Swift, D.D., Volume II"

2 comments:

Deb said...

Liquid metal, as you would see in a foundry.

runnerfrog said...

The Pyrausta may jump out of it at any moment, then.

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