LIME-LIGHT LYRICS
... . ridentem dicere ventm Quid vetat f -Hor. Sat., I., 1. When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up the week's dramatic news, It oftentimes appeareth next to naught, And scarcely worth the fertilising dews Of inky drops but when I've further sought. There crop up many unexpected cues For critical remarks this week seems one Not over brisk in gravity or fun. But like the casket ...