Classic poem of the day
I.
The summit reach'd of earthly joys,
Your nurs'ry full of Girls and Boys,
Your Lord in peace return'd;
Your rents improv'd, your lands increas'd,
The good old Baroness deceas'd,
And with due honours mourn'd;
II.
What more remains, but safe ashore,
Grateful indulge the present hour,
And, while you feel, impart;
Nor let a feebler pulse control
One gen'rous purpose of your soul,
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Member poem of the day
(Inspired by Shakespeare's Hamlet)
To rise, or not to rise, that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the AI to suffer
The slurps and lickings of gluttonous mouths
Or to subside, despite the hopes of humans,
And, by deflating, dodge them? To sink: to dissolve;
No more; and, by dissolving, to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand repeated devourings
That regenerating dessert is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devou......