Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme;
But you shall shine more bright in these contents
Than unswept stone besmear'd with sluttish time.
When wasteful war shall statues overturn,
And broils root out the work of masonry,
Nor Mars his sword nor war's quick fire shall burn
The living record of your memory.
'Gainst death and all-oblivious enmity
Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room
Even in the eyes of all posterity
That wear this world out to the ending doom.
So, till the judgment that yourself arise,
You live in this, and dwell in lover's eyes.



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Book: 'The Seven Against Thebes' - Aeschylus.
Sounds: Synaulia.
TV: Up the Women.
Subject: Russian (Unit 4).
Site: The Ministry of Burlesque.
Wiki: Ancient Rome.
Project: Sequin Studio.
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The Forsyte Saga

Fleur Forsyte: If anyone canvassed me I'd vote the other way at once.


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Motto: "Nolite te bastardes carborundorum" which, roughly translated, means "Don't let the bastards grind you down."
Description: Spinster. Scourge of East Anglia.
Heritage: Caucasian, of Barbarian descent.
Language: English (fluent) + some French, German, Italian, Latin and Russian.
First Memory: Sitting on a kitchen unit watching a golden labrador creep in. I was about 3 1/2.
Happiest Moment: Probably in the womb.
Random Brag: I passed the MENSA entrance test when I was 14, but didn't join as the only perceptible advantage was a magazine containing puzzles. What's the point in them once you've been accepted?
Favourite (Best) Invention: The book, closely followed by the sandwich.
Favourite Word: Difficult. Discombobulate meaning to confuse or disconcert; Callypigian meaning shapely buttocks, Spanghew meaning to cause a frog or toad to fly through the air; usually with the end of a stick. So many.
Favourite Swear Word: Bugger.
Favourite Sound: A cat purring (preferably my own cat).
Favourite Smell: Vanilla.
Favourite Taste: Dark chocolate.
Most Expensive Item: Pink iPod Mini.
Supersitions: Magpies, Touching wood,
Fears: Spiders and Masks.
What makes me feel Guilty: Getting irritable.
Worst Job: Sales assistant in a shoe shop.
You're Not Me definition: You don't exist. Go and look in the mirror. If you see something then we're wrong else you're some kind of magic pixie, elf, carrot or vampire. Sorry.

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