All bad verse—originally the epigram was Lang’s, I believe—is written in a state of emotion. “You did a great job on my concerto today. But I dare not accept it. I have always loved you. The Wastrel—as we call him—cannot play when he's sober; hands too shaky. Could you pull over? She asked. Her aunt was a long time before she answered. That is what they think we are for!” “We’re beasts,” said Teddy.
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