Go now, verses, on your light feet, you have not trodden hard on the old earth where the graves laugh when they see their guests, the one corpse stacked on top of the other. Go now and stagger to her whom I do not know. Hugo Claus
Go now, verses, on your light feet, you have not trodden hard on the old earth where the graves laugh when they see their guests, the one corpse stacked on top of the other. Go now and stagger to her whom I do not know.
A corpse is meat gone bad. Well and what's cheese? Corpse of milk. James Joyce
A corpse is meat gone bad. Well and what's cheese? Corpse of milk.
He would make a lovely corpse. Charles Dickens
He would make a lovely corpse.
