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Post by Minotaur on Apr 30, 2006 19:53:00 GMT
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Post by Goblin King on Apr 30, 2006 22:50:27 GMT
That looks like a very old book! We need to get you a scanner.  |
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Post by Goblin King on Apr 30, 2006 22:56:54 GMT
There's none of these so lonely and poor of old,
But, dying, has made us rarer gifts than gold.
These laid the world away; poured out the red
Sweet wine of youth; gave up the years to be
Of work and joy, and that unhoped serene,
That men call age; and those who would have been,
Their sons, they gave, their immortality. Sombre stuff. ( www.gutenberg.org/dirs/etext95/rupbr11.txt ) |
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Post by Minotaur on May 1, 2006 15:05:04 GMT
Roll of Honour (in a glass cabinet)
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Post by Minotaur on May 1, 2006 15:07:55 GMT
The right hand page:  |
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Post by Goblin King on May 1, 2006 15:39:44 GMT
I see - hence the blur.
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