Nereida, nine weeks; the horn cups got visible, and I was still waiting for the upper incisors to break through... vainly, as I learnd some time later: goats don't develop any upper incisiors. ;-)
2010-06-28
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Nereida, nine weeks; the horn cups got visible, and I was still waiting for the upper incisors to break through... vainly, as I learnd some time later: goats don't develop any upper incisiors. ;-)
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Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
~ William Butler Yeats ~