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"


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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