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Thanks for the link. Script and voice (P. Scales?) wildly wrong for Queen Victoria, too much like our own dear Queen, whom of course she has done many times. They should have asked Judi Dench.
There were two statues in a park, one a beautiful young girl, the other a handsome youth. He was frozen there, a look and gesture of yearning on his face, while she smiled enticingly.
One evening, the god Eros spotted their plight and took pity on them, releasing them for just one night, and they fled giggling into the shrubbery. Eros couldn't help being curious, and so he sneaked a look.. The young man was kneeling at his lover's feet as she said - "It's my turn now, you hold the pigeon still while I c--- on it "
Max (no, not the composer) on the busts of the Roman Emperors at the Sheldonian : "In their lives we know, they were infamous, some of them--'nihil non commiserunt stupri, saevitiae, impietatis.' But are they too little punished after all? Here in Oxford, exposed eternally and inexorably to heat and frost, to the four winds that lash them and the rains that wear them away, they are expiating, in effigy, the abominations of their pride and cruelty and lust. Who were lechers, they are without bodies; who were tyrants, they are crowned never but with crowns of snow; who made themselves even with the gods, they are by American visitors frequently mistaken for the Twelve Apostles."
Max (no, not the composer) on the busts of the Roman Emperors at the Sheldonian : "In their lives we know, they were infamous, some of them--'nihil non commiserunt stupri, saevitiae, impietatis.' But are they too little punished after all? Here in Oxford, exposed eternally and inexorably to heat and frost, to the four winds that lash them and the rains that wear them away, they are expiating, in effigy, the abominations of their pride and cruelty and lust. Who were lechers, they are without bodies; who were tyrants, they are crowned never but with crowns of snow; who made themselves even with the gods, they are by American visitors frequently mistaken for the Twelve Apostles."
Very eloquent.
And such an improvement on "Oggy, oggy, oggy!"
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Thanks for the link. Script and voice (P. Scales?) wildly wrong for Queen Victoria, too much like our own dear Queen, whom of course she has done many times. They should have asked Judi Dench.
The recent scanning of re-discovered negatives here produced this photo, taken in Pompei... That old boy in the middle would have some hair-raising tales to tell. (That's Vesuvius silhouetted in the distance)
"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
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