"A peculiar anthologic maze, an amusing literary chaos, a farrago of quotations, a mere olla podrida of quaintness, a pot pourri of pleasant delites, a florilegium of elegant extracts, a tangled fardel of old-world flowers of thought, a faggot of odd fancies, quips, facetiae, loosely tied" (Holbrook Jackson, Anatomy of Bibliomania) by a "laudator temporis acti," a "praiser of time past" (Horace, Ars Poetica 173).
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Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Doctor Death Again
To the quotations on Doctor Death Eric Thomson adds the following, from Samuel Beckett, Collected Poems in English and French (London: John Calder, 1977), p. 135:
sleep till death healeth come ease this life disease