Tuesday, December 31, 2002

L'Envoi Comments

Rating: 2.7

There's a whisper down the field where the year has shot her yield,
And the ricks stand gray to the sun,
Singing: -- "Over then, come over, for the bee has quit the clover,
And your English summer's done."
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Rudyard Kipling
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