
Seems like Brevity tries out a pun every single day. Sometimes they may hit all right.


Ah well, this may raise the perpetual question, Can an auditory pun survive being put into writing when that breaks up a double meaning?







Seems like Brevity tries out a pun every single day. Sometimes they may hit all right.


Ah well, this may raise the perpetual question, Can an auditory pun survive being put into writing when that breaks up a double meaning?






Full fathom five thy Mother leeth,
Of her bones are coral made;
Those are Pearl’s that were her teeth;
Nothing of her that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
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oooo, nothing like the right context to guide a soul to the heart of a poem,.once passed over.
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We used to sing it to the tune of the main Ode To Joy melody. Works pretty well but falls apart with the “ding dong bell” stuff.
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There was some author, I forget who, who would take a line from Shakespeare and then write a new second line to go with it. For instance:
Full fathom five thy father lies.
I pushed him. I apologize.
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Where the bee sucks, there suck I
In a cowslip’s bell I lie
Gee, I’m the tiniest little guy.
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Oh for the love of…… even as a vulgarity “s*ck” in not that offensive.
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Can somebody buy me a vowel on the ‘St. Bernerd’ one?
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That would be Ber-nerd
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When I first saw the poem “Where the bee …” it was in an old manuscript in a display case.
The manuscript was from the 17th century and used the ancient “long s”. It was an innocent source of merriment for me and my friends.
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