On Sat, Dec 18, 1999 at 06:01:53PM +0000, Scottie Bowman wrote: > When Stephen picked up the hammer in his smithy > he certainly forged that particular piece of MY uncreated > conscience. I expect it belongs to all of us now - even > those fortunate enough to have escaped the Celtic curse. > I'm very grateful to Tim for its recall. > > However, as an example of poetic truth telling an awful lie > it could hardly be bettered. > > Not this side of the Great Glaciation has snow fallen > '... general all over Ireland ...'; I wondered about that. I was in Kerry for about 10 days just a couple of years ago, and it was like spring, though it rained almost every day, sometimes in vast splashes. My raincoat saw a lot of use. Ummm, even though Joyce embellished (as any good Celt must), I have to thank you, Scottie, for what was (to my eyes) one of the more elegant posts in a long time. > (Incidentally, I think Max was right about that 'orgiastic' > - though 'orgastic' is worse. The orgiastic future? > That's an elegiac sentence. Wouldn't you want to avoid > DeMille connotations?) I'd rather avoid swimming pools (viz. _Gatsby_). --tim