A cold gleaming eye,
A knight, dead, blood spilled wide
the rabbit turns, hops
the trees taunt, Mocking...
me -misfortune, hardship, pain
Or, am I insane?
Crazed Rabbit
A cold gleaming eye,
A knight, dead, blood spilled wide
the rabbit turns, hops
the trees taunt, Mocking...
me -misfortune, hardship, pain
Or, am I insane?
Crazed Rabbit
Ja Mata, Tosa.
The poorest man may in his cottage bid defiance to all the forces of the Crown. It may be frail; its roof may shake; the wind may blow through it; the storm may enter; the rain may enter; but the King of England cannot enter – all his force dares not cross the threshold of the ruined tenement! - William Pitt the Elder
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