Spit like rain:
I found myself herded against a brick wall as they kept on spitting - on my face, my hair, my clothes, my arms.Anne Barker/ABC 07.Jul.09
...But of these sophisms and elenchs of merchandise I skill not...
Milton, Areopagitica
Except he had found the
standing sea-rock that even this last
Temptation breaks on; quieter than death but lovelier; peace
that quiets the desire even of praising it.
Jeffers, Meditation On Saviors
Spit like rain:
I found myself herded against a brick wall as they kept on spitting - on my face, my hair, my clothes, my arms.Anne Barker/ABC 07.Jul.09
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