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    Originally posted by NickFitz View Post
    Time to go out and contemplate the past week
    I will do that with my eyes closed shortly

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      a rare (these days) piece of copy and paste:

      Bridges was born in Walmer, Kent, and educated at Eton College and Corpus Christi College, Oxford.[1] He went on to study medicine in London at St Bartholomew's Hospital, and intended to practice until the age of forty and then retire to write poetry. He was afterwards assistant physician at the Great Ormond Street Hospital for Children and physician at the Great Northern Hospital. Lung disease forced him to retire in 1882, and from that point on he devoted himself to writing and literary research.[2][3]

      Bridges' literary work started long before his retirement, his first collection of poems having been published in 1873. In 1884 he married Monica Waterhouse, daughter of Alfred Waterhouse R.A., and spent the rest of his life in rural seclusion, first at Yattendon, Berkshire, then at Boar's Hill, Oxford, where he died. The poet Elizabeth Daryush was his daughter. [4

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        Originally posted by DS23 View Post
        a chimps gotta do what a chimps gotta do..
        Indeed

        Later folks

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          Might try for another 32 posts first though

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            my love in her attire doth show her wit,
            it doth so well become her;
            for every season she hath dressings fit,
            for winter, spring, and summer.

            no beauty she doth miss
            when all her robes are on;
            but beauty's self she is
            when all her robes are gone.

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              Originally posted by oracleslave View Post
              Might try for another 32 posts first though
              yeah come on 1000!

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                anonymous.

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                  Originally posted by DS23 View Post
                  yeah come on 1000!
                  Yeah, had enough of the 'fingers like lightning'

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                    But not sure I will ever progress beyong 'contractor among contractors'

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                      I don't have the staying power

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