A confused stile, and a disturbed method, is fittest to discourse of our miserie.
Indebted to no magnet and no chart,Nor under guidance of the polar fire,Thorunna florens is a voyager on many coasts,Grazing at large in meadows submarine....
Indebted to no magnet and no chart,Nor under guidance of the polar fire,You write that, Phila, or is there actually somebody else in the world so devoted to the Nudi as to compose poetry in their honor? Damn fine lines in either case. Thanks as always....
I was going to say the same thing. I can't wait for the first anthology of nudibranch odes & verse to be released...
Actually, it's from William Cowper's "To The Immortal Memory of the Halibut, On Which I Dined This Day, Monday, April 26, 1784."Which makes it pretty inappropriate, I guess. But such is life!
That nudibranch looks like it's electrified.How I love the nudibranch!
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