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Originally Posted by ALVIN
There's nothing like a little garbled Shakespeare.
I suppose that compared to a garbled sermon, garbled Shakespeare is small potatoes.
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Here's a quote from Shakespeare that you won't read in the Pentecostal
Messenger.
"To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more:
it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing."
I thought of the recent ALVIN posts when I read the last lines.
