Sketch-blog of an alien-cat-sorcerer.

Posts tagged “band

All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand

When shall we three meet again in thunder, lightning, or in rain? When the hurlyburly ‘s done,
When the battle ‘s lost and won

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I like this place and willingly could waste my time in it

When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions