It seems unpleasantly refined to put things off till someone knows. William Empson
It seems unpleasantly refined to put things off till someone knows.
Slowly the poison the whole blood stream fills. It is not the effort nor the failure tires. The waste remains, the waste remains and kills. William Empson
Slowly the poison the whole blood stream fills. It is not the effort nor the failure tires. The waste remains, the waste remains and kills.
Law makes long spokes of the short stakes of men. William Empson
Law makes long spokes of the short stakes of men.
You don't want madhouse and the whole thing there. William Empson
You don't want madhouse and the whole thing there.
The heart of standing is you cannot fly. William Empson
The heart of standing is you cannot fly.
My heart pumps yet the poison draught of you. William Empson
My heart pumps yet the poison draught of you.
Waiting for the end, boys, waiting for the end. William Empson
Waiting for the end, boys, waiting for the end.
