From my lovely burnt orange book, bought in Mecosta:
"The Scholars" by W.B. Yeats
Bald heads forgetful of their sins,
Old, learned, respectable bald heads
Edit and annotate the lines
That young men, tossing in their beds,
Rhymed out in love's despair
To flatter beauty's ignorant ear.
All shuffle there; all cough in ink;
All wear the carpet with their shoes;
All think what other people think;
All know the man their neighbour knows.
Lord, what would they say
Did their Cattulus walk that way?
In honor of the end of Hillsdale Hell Week and for general exams kicks and giggles:
And for the Dogwoodians et al.:
I've gotten a few entries, with promises of a few more, so here's the challenge again: if you were to give a toast (wedding or otherwise) in the voice of a literary character, whom would you imitate and what would you say? (See the bottom of yesterday's post for more details and inspiration!)