Friday, February 5, 2010

Daily Dose

From Bon-Mots of the Nineteen Century, edited by Walter Jerrold


"Hearing someone sing a song of Moore's in which occured the line --

'Our couch shall be roses bespangled with dew'

Landor said that any sensible girl would retort

'Twould give me rheumatics, and so it would you.'"

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