couple random things
Feb. 13th, 2003 09:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
truepenny1. The Onion AV Club has apparently asked everyone they've ever interviewed, Who could you take in a fight?
I believe I've mentioned how much I love The Onion, but I feel moved to say it again. I love The Onion extremely much.
2. I may be the only person in the world who hadn't tracked down the source of the quote "Death and his brother Sleep," which is used by Dorothy Sayers in Ch. 15 of Gaudy Night and tidily inverted by Peter Dickinson as the title of Sleep and his Brother. My excuse is that I never liked the Romantics anyway. However, I was tracking down something else in the invaluable Oxford Dictionary of Quotations and was struck by a mad librarianly impulse. So, for my own benefit and that of anybody else who has wondered, here's the stanza:
How wonderful is Death,
Death and his brother Sleep!
One pale as the yonder wan and horned moon,
With lips of lurid blue,
The other glowing like the vital morn,
When throned on ocean's wave
It breathes over the world:
Yet both so passing strange and wonderful!
--Percy Bysshe Shelley, The Daemon of the World 1.1.1-8
Which is reminding me, strongly, of why I didn't like the Romantics in the first place. Lame, Perce. Lame like a lame thing. But at least I've got that quote nailed down.
I believe I've mentioned how much I love The Onion, but I feel moved to say it again. I love The Onion extremely much.
2. I may be the only person in the world who hadn't tracked down the source of the quote "Death and his brother Sleep," which is used by Dorothy Sayers in Ch. 15 of Gaudy Night and tidily inverted by Peter Dickinson as the title of Sleep and his Brother. My excuse is that I never liked the Romantics anyway. However, I was tracking down something else in the invaluable Oxford Dictionary of Quotations and was struck by a mad librarianly impulse. So, for my own benefit and that of anybody else who has wondered, here's the stanza:
How wonderful is Death,
Death and his brother Sleep!
One pale as the yonder wan and horned moon,
With lips of lurid blue,
The other glowing like the vital morn,
When throned on ocean's wave
It breathes over the world:
Yet both so passing strange and wonderful!
--Percy Bysshe Shelley, The Daemon of the World 1.1.1-8
Which is reminding me, strongly, of why I didn't like the Romantics in the first place. Lame, Perce. Lame like a lame thing. But at least I've got that quote nailed down.
