Wednesday, August 24, 2011

from The Destruction of Sennacherib

The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold,
And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold;
And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea,
When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.

Lord Byron.
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4 comments:

  1. TelecanterAugust 25, 2011 at 11:21 AM

    Hey, you doing any constantcon games?

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  2. anarchistAugust 26, 2011 at 2:59 AM

    I'm not actually on google plus, sorry.

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  3. TelecanterAugust 26, 2011 at 12:19 PM

    No worries, there are actually a lot of privacy concerns, just dig some of the stuff you're doing.

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  4. anarchistAugust 26, 2011 at 9:41 PM

    Thanks! The main thing I'm working on at the moment is a collection of fiction and poems, which will be out in November.

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