A bard here dwelt, more fat than bard beseems.
-- James Thomson (1700-1748)
-- The Castle of Indolence, Canto i, Stanza 68
-- James Thomson (1700-1748)
-- The Castle of Indolence, Canto i, Stanza 68
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- A little round, fat, oily man of God.
-- James Thomson (1700-1748)
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The Castle of Indolence, Canto i, Stanza... - Plac'd far amid the melancholy main.
-- James Thomson (1700-1748)
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The Castle of Indolence, Canto i, Stanza... - Scoundrel maxim.
-- James Thomson (1700-1748)
-- The Castle of Indolence,
Canto i, Stanza... - Health is the vital principle of bliss,
And exercise,
of health. -- James Thomson (1700-1748) -- The Castle... - O fair undress, best dress! it checks no vein,
But every flowing limb in pleasure drowns,
And heightens ease with grace. -- James Thomson (1700... - A pleasing land of drowsyhed it was,
Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye;
And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, Forever... - I care not, Fortune, what you me deny:
You cannot rob me of free Nature's grace,
You cannot shut the windows of the sky Through which... - Bard, smard.
I want a fighter... - A bard with a 10 charisma.
Not good...
