Daily Archives: June 12, 2009

Today’s Poem by Bill Tilman

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For dreadfulness nought can excel

the prospect of Bung from Guidel,

and words die away on the tongue,

when perceiving Guidel from Bung.

–Bill Tilman

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Today’s Epigram by Yeats

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God save me from the thoughts men think in the mind alone.

He who sings a lasting song, thinks in marrow bone.

-William Butler Yeats

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