On Oct 19, 2005, at 10:39 AM, Eric Yost wrote:
No penance salves such wounds.
Cruel Remorse! where Youth and Pleasure sport, And thoughtless Folly keeps her court,-- Crouching 'midst rosy bowers thou lurk'st unseen, Slumbering the festal hours away
Anna Letitia Barbauld, "Ode to Remorse."
David Ritchie Portland, Oregon ------------------------------------------------------------------ To change your Lit-Ideas settings (subscribe/unsub, vacation on/off, digest on/off), visit www.andreas.com/faq-lit-ideas.html