Good friends, my Readers, who peruse this Blog,
Be not offended, whilst on it you look:
Denude yourselves of all depraved affection,
For it contains no badness, nor infection:
'Tis true that it brings forth to you no birth
Of any value, but in point of mirth;
Thinking therefore how sorrow might your mind
Consume, I could no apter subject find;
One inch of joy surmounts of grief a span;
Because to laugh is proper to the man.
by Rabelais
Friday, September 7, 2007
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment