[Nocturne]
Alas, Poor Yorick!
Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now?
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Alas, Poor Yorick!
Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now?
Don't forget to check out my sponsors
www.ledlenser.com - www.rosco.com - www.glow.co.uk - www.elwirecraft.co.uk
and my website
www.noctography.co.uk Including the shop
and one more important link