OK, so those weren't really gules. My bad.
UPDATE: R. H. Thouless is a downer:
Sunday, December 1, 2013
Full on this casement shone the wintry moon,
And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast
People these days do not appreciate a Keats hommage. When I do that, the Frau Doktorin is not well pleased, and there is discouraging talk about the advantages of the spare room as an alternative place to sleep.
OK, so those weren't really gules. My bad.
UPDATE: R. H. Thouless is a downer:
The Royal Society refused to publish Keats' paper on "Gules and Scotopic
Vision", in which he argued that despite the usual rod dominance and
absence of colour vision for moonlight illumination, a percept of
'red' can still be achieved under certain boobie-related conditions.
OK, so those weren't really gules. My bad.
UPDATE: R. H. Thouless is a downer:
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Well of course she doesn't like it, in the southern hemisphere. Next St. Agnes, if you have any gules left over from Christmas, just remember that they need to be properly chilled. Then toss her a cool Yule gule. She'll be forever grateful.
a percept of 'red' can still be achieved under certain boobie-related conditions
Sula sula?
Sounds like the BOC fellas are writin some new lyrics.
Alfred Noyes also writes poetry about casements and breasts and moonlight. However, he uses the term claret rather than gule which is why he is not so famous as Keats.
Alfred Noyes should make up his mind.
Poimes about windows need to be framed correctly.
Window poets had best be great
Lest angry mobs defenestrate
If you can't stand the Noyes stay out of the Keatsian.
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