I will be more... clamorous than a parrot against rain, more
new-fangled than an ape, more giddy in my desires
than a monkey: I will weep for nothing, like Diana
in the fountain, and I will do that when you are
disposed to be merry; I will laugh like a hyen, and
that when thou art inclined to sleep... the
wiser, the waywarder: make the doors upon a woman's
wit and it will out at the casement; shut that and
'twill out at the key-hole; stop that, 'twill fly
with the smoke out at the chimney.
(As You Like It, IV, i)
The Experts, in remote wisdom, declare-
This autumn is the finest show
of colours since The Records first began.
I, with not a little fear,
...
it's too vulnerable, too breakable
to carry the weight of
the waters running through
these seven hundred and thirty-
...