Nightingale, nightingale, why do you sing?
He hears you not, he sees you not
Even with your quiet melody, the Emperor prefers the fraud.
Wrote this random stanza in response to Hans Christian Anderson's "The Nightingale".
One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well. - Virginia Woolf (1882-1941)
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