Fab brick softener
And God created grey twails
Illegal igloo
Elastically elegiac
Home, home on the orange ....
Myth America
— Postcards From Red Squirrel Trail
There was nobody inside but a miserable shoeless criminal, who had been taken up for playing the flute, and who, the offence against society bring been clearly proved, had been very properly committed by Mr Fang to the House of Correction for one month....
— Dickens, Oliver Twist
My friend and colleague Carson Cooman afforded me a delightful surprise a couple of days ago by uploading a lovely recording of a piece written so long ago, I nearly do not remember it, the Canticle of St Nicholas.
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