"Spenser to me, whose deep conceit is such As, passing all conceit, needs no defence. Thou lovest to bear the sweet melodious sound That Phoebus' lute, the queen of music, makes; And I in deep delight am chiefly drown'd Whenas himself to singing he betakes. One god is god of both, as poets feign; One knight loves both, and both in thee remain."
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One god is god of both, as poets feign; One knight loves both, and both in thee remain.
So many levels on which to debate this simple sentence.. So many it makes my head hurt - and yet.... One knight loves both.........No, no!! It hurts! It tantalizes.. I can't even imagine where to begin - it sings to me of answers to questions I had not even thought to ask yet!!
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Hows the precious bundle doing? How are you doing?
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