Sketch-blog of an alien-cat-sorcerer.

Posts tagged “BIRD

Et tu, Brute!

Men at some time are masters of their fates: The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves, that we are underlings

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THE CLAMOROUS OWL, THAT NIGHTLY HOOTS, AND WONDERS AT OUR QUAINT SPIRITS.

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YOU SPOTTED SNAKES WITH DOUBLE TONGUE,

THORNY HEDGE-HOGS, BE NOT SEEN;

NEWTS, AND BLIND-WORMS, DO NO WRONG;

COME NOT NEAR OUR FAIRY QUEEN.