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Still the wooden-pedantic folks,
still a right angle.
In every motion and in the face,
the frozen conceit.
They still stalking so stiff around,
so bolt-upright titivated,
as the would have swallowed the stick,
with that they once were trashed.
Heinrich Heine, "A Winter's Tale"
Nothing changed...
still a right angle.
In every motion and in the face,
the frozen conceit.
They still stalking so stiff around,
so bolt-upright titivated,
as the would have swallowed the stick,
with that they once were trashed.
Heinrich Heine, "A Winter's Tale"
Nothing changed...
