Roman Wall Blues
By W.H. Auden
Over the heather the wet wind blows,
I've lice in my tunic and a cold in my nose.
The rain comes pattering out of the sky,
I'm a Wall soldier, I don't know why.
The mists creeps over the hard grey stone,
My girl's in Tungria; I sleep alone.
Aulus goes hanging around her place,
I don't like his manners, I don't like his face.
Piso's a christian, he worships a fish;
There'd be no kissing if he had his wish.
She gave me a ring but I diced it away;
I want my girl and I want my pay.
When I am a veteran with only one eye
I shall do nothing but look at the sky.
By W.H. Auden
Over the heather the wet wind blows,
I've lice in my tunic and a cold in my nose.
The rain comes pattering out of the sky,
I'm a Wall soldier, I don't know why.
The mists creeps over the hard grey stone,
My girl's in Tungria; I sleep alone.
Aulus goes hanging around her place,
I don't like his manners, I don't like his face.
Piso's a christian, he worships a fish;
There'd be no kissing if he had his wish.
She gave me a ring but I diced it away;
I want my girl and I want my pay.
When I am a veteran with only one eye
I shall do nothing but look at the sky.
oh my god, i cant beleive how great that poem is, the last line is so cool it smacks me in the face every time i read it.
Lately it's been my most absolutely favorite show. I really love Eric and Donna because they are so very cute. Well.... not only that, but the dirty jokes that surround them are usually pretty damn hilarious. So anyway, i just watched the episode where they do it for the first time, which is so so so cute. Except the fact that Donna said that Eric wasn't "good". Then there was this whole stupid thing about PRACTICE, so eventually they get caught by the cops...... in the... um...act...... in the um... back of the car.
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