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Reading the Classics?
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cowlady    Posted 06-24-2004 at 20:44:51       [Reply]  [No Email]
Saw a book today "100 ways to beat housework". A lady standing next to me said, "That book only needs one page" "What's that?" I replied, "Hire a maid?" "No! Silly Girl....Don't get married!"



RN    Posted 06-24-2004 at 22:19:23       [Reply]  [No Email]
classics? The moveing finger writes, and having writ- moves on, nor all your piety nor wit shall lure it back to cancel half a line; nor all your tears wash out a word of it. RN


Clod    Posted 06-24-2004 at 21:09:27       [Reply]  [No Email]
Classics???????????????????????? And so have I address'd me. Fortune now
To my heart's hope! Gold; silver; and base lead.
'Who chooseth me must give and hazard all he hath.'
You shall look fairer, ere I give or hazard.
What says the golden chest? ha! let me see:
'Who chooseth me shall gain what many men desire.'
What many men desire! that 'many' may be meant
By the fool multitude, that choose by show,
Not learning more than the fond eye doth teach;
Which pries not to the interior, but, like the martlet,
Builds in the weather on the outward wall,
Even in the force and road of casualty.
I will not choose what many men desire,
Because I will not jump with common spirits
And rank me with the barbarous multitudes.
Why, then to thee, thou silver treasure-house;
Tell me once more what title thou dost bear:
'Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserves:'
And well said too; for who shall go about
To cozen fortune and be honourable
Without the stamp of merit? Let none presume
To wear an undeserved dignity.
O, that estates, degrees and offices
Were not derived corruptly, and that clear honour
Were purchased by the merit of the wearer!
How many then should cover that stand bare!
How many be commanded that command!
How much low peasantry would then be glean'd
From the true seed of honour! and how much honour
Pick'd from the chaff and ruin of the times
To be new-varnish'd! Well, but to my choice:
'Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserves.'
I will assume desert. Give me a key for this,
And instantly unlock my fortunes here.



Cindi    Posted 06-25-2004 at 03:01:35       [Reply]  [No Email]
...Somebody told me once that a cow won't bite. That somebody was as wrong as sin on Sunday. I thought my arm had got sawed off partway between elbow and shoulder. She bit and bit, and never let go. She got to her feet and kept on biting. That devil cow ran down off that ridge with my arm in her mouth, and dragging me half-naked with her. What she didn't do to me with her teeth, she did to me with her two front hoofs. It should have been broad daylight, but it was night. Black night. As black and as bloody and as bad as getting hurt again and again could ever be. It just went on and on. It didn't quit.


KellyGa    Posted 06-25-2004 at 04:14:54       [Reply]  [No Email]
When did this happen???????!!!!!??? Makes cows sound scary!!!


New-Gen    Posted 06-25-2004 at 05:23:44       [Reply]  [No Email]
Kelly, I've thought cows were scary ever since I was 2 years old and wandered out into the pasture and got mauled by an old cow who had just lost a calf. The old collie saved me from extinction.
The outcome was a slightly bruised 2 year old, a rather stiff and sore Collie, and a cow that went to the salebarn the next day with a half mangled ear!


Cindi    Posted 06-25-2004 at 06:24:32       [Reply]  [No Email]
No Kelly! Lol! I'm quoting one of my favorite albeit recent classic books. 'A Day No Pigs Would Die' by Robert Newton Peck. My arm is intact. LMAO!


KellyGa    Posted 06-25-2004 at 07:37:34       [Reply]  [No Email]
OH! Okay, lol. I feel foolish. (sheepish smile). I thought one of your new cows had gone AWOL on you! I didn't think your arm was torn off, I knew that would have been an exaggeration, lol. Good to know anyway. LMAO!!!


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