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To: jbe who wrote (32461)	7/18/1999 2:08:00 PM
From: Ish	Respond to of 71178

Wow, it really does exist. I kinda though I was making it up. I think I read the book while on ambulance duty. A week of sitting around handing out aspirins every morning and I read a bunch.

To: jbe who wrote (32461)	7/18/1999 4:03:00 PM
From: Rambi	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

Joan, Resident Russian expert, The part in the children's play that I seem to have been assigned is that of a Russian Sports Specialist named Hedda T'Skya. (Hey- it's a kid's musical.) I get to have a Russian accent or something vaguely similar. Right now Dan says I sound sort of German Yiddish. SO--Do Russians say V for W? ANd roll their Rrrrr's? I'm wearing a sweat suit and a whistle. Ammo says I should add a moustache. He's funny.

To: jbe who wrote (32461)	7/18/1999 6:44:00 PM
From: PCModem	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

My Favorite John Donne (prolly because we sang it in high school...an amazing work, the music was perfect...can't remember the composer...) utl2.library.utoronto.ca Holy Sonnet VII 1 At the round earth's imagin'd corners, blow 2 Your trumpets, angels, and arise, arise 3 From death, you numberless infinities 4 Of souls, and to your scatter'd bodies go; 5 All whom the flood did, and fire shall o'erthrow, 6 All whom war, dearth, age, agues, tyrannies, 7 Despair, law, chance hath slain, and you whose eyes 8 Shall behold God and never taste death's woe. 9 But let them sleep, Lord, and me mourn a space, 10 For if above all these my sins abound, 11 'Tis late to ask abundance of thy grace 12 When we are there; here on this lowly ground 13 Teach me how to repent; for that's as good 14 As if thou hadst seal'd my pardon with thy blood. It makes more sense (to me) if you stop for a heart beat or two at the end of line 8 before going on to line 9, and again at the semi colon in line 12 (which I would have made a period...I'm a much better editor than I am a writer, sigh). When we performed the piece for the first time in public it was with several other high school choirs -- must have been at least 500 ro 600 of us. It was electrifying. The link above is a great resource for locating quotations by first line, etc. PCM