This thread already has everything I love: a completely random shout-out to 1776 and the brilliant "we've no time to sit and dither while her withers wither with her."
When I see the phrase "the ____ estate", I imagine a vast mansion in the country full of monocled men and high-collared women receiving letters about productions across the country and doing spit-takes at whatever they contain.
-Kad
Let the moment go Don't forget it for a moment though Just remembering you had an "and" When you're back to "or" Makes the "or" mean more Than it did before Now I understand And it's time to leave the woods.
growl, Please Hello is filled with some great rhymes. That song never ceases to blow my mind when I listen to it. The British Admiral's verses are particularly impressive:
"I think Her letters do contain a few proposals to your Emperor Which if, of course, he won't endorse, will put in her in a temper or, More happily, should he agree, will serve to keep her placid, or At least till I am followed by a permanent ambassador."
And then of course there's
"Yes, please ignore the man-of-war That's anchored rather near the shore, It's nothing but a metaphor That acts as a preventative."
When I see the phrase "the ____ estate", I imagine a vast mansion in the country full of monocled men and high-collared women receiving letters about productions across the country and doing spit-takes at whatever they contain.
-Kad
IN VIEW OF HER PENCHANT FOR SOMETHING ROMANTIC DESADE IS TOO TRENCHANT AND DICKENS TOO FRANTIC AND STENDHAL WOULD RUIN THE PLAN OF ATTACK AS THERE ISN'T MUCH BLUE IN "THE RED AND THE BLACK"
DE MAUPASSANT'S CANDOR WOULD CAUSE HER DISMAY THE BRONTES ARE GRANDER BUT NOT VERY GAY HER TASTE IS MUCH BLANDER I'M SORRY TO SAY BUT IS HANS CHRISTIAN ANDER- SON EVERY RISQUE? WHICH ELIMINATES "A"...
"Now" from A LITTLE NIGHT MUSIC
The thing about Sondehim is, in his best lyrics, he seems to always pick the right words. He makes it seem the right word just happens to be the rhyming word. Its amazing. Updated On: 7/21/11 at 11:34 AM
For Sondheim, I've always been caught up in the aliteration of this one:
It's a very short road From the pinch and the punch To the paunch and the pouch and the pension It's a very short road To the ten thousandth lunch And the belch and the grouch and the sigh
And one "non-Sondheim" on a tangent ... from the movie musical "Scrooge" by Leslie Bricusse. It's from "I Hate People," sung by Albert Finney:
Life is full of cretinous wretches Earning what their sweatiness fetches Empty minds whose pettiness stretches Further than I can see.
Little wonder I Hate People And I don't care if they hate me!
"Jaws is the Citizen Kane of movies."
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Petra, how too exciting! Just when I need it! Petra, such elegant writing, So chic you hardly can read it! What do you think? Who can it be? Even the ink-- No, here, let me... "Your presence"--just think of it, Petra! "Is kindly"--it's at a chateau! "Requested"--etcet'ra, etcet'ra, "Madame Leonora Armf--" Oh, no! A weekend in the country-- We're invited? What a horrible plot! A weekend in the country-- I'm excited! No, you're not.
"Sweeney wishes the world away. Sweeney's weeping for yesterday. Hugging the blade, waiting the years Sweeney heard music that nobody hears"
It's simple but elegant, I think.
And I don't really like "Ladies in Their Sensitivities," but this part has some great rhymes and alliteration:
"Ladies in their sensitivities, my lord! Have a fragile sensibility. When a girl's emergent, Probably, it's urgent, You refer to her gentility, my lord! Personal disorder cannot be ignored Given their gentile proclivities, Meaning no offenses It happens they resense it Ladies in their sensitivities, my lord!"
Jimmy, what are you doing here in the middle of the night? It's almost 9 PM!
Let's face it: even his worst discarded sketch is better than most these days. It's almost a crying shame we probably wont hear anything new from him...
If one is fun You might has well have two And if you like two Why not a few Why not a slew more?
If you've got a little, why not a lot? Add a bit and it'll get to be an oodle. Every jot and tittle adds to the pot. Soon you've got the kit as well as the caboodle.
Never say when, never stop at plenty If it's gonna rain let it pour. Happy with ten, happier with twenty If you like a penny, wouldn't you like many much more?
Or does that sound too greedy?
"If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don't have to worry about the answers." Thomas Pynchon, GRAVITY'S RAINBOW
"Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn't go away." Philip K. Dick
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FREDRIK: She loves my voice, my walk, my mustache, The cigar, in fact, that I'm smoking. She'll watch me puff until it's just ash, Then she'll save the cigar butt.
DESIREE: Bizarre, but You're joking.
FREDRIK: She dotes on--
DESIREE: Your dimple.
FREDRIK: My snoring.
DESIREE: How dear.
FREDRIK: The point is, she's really simple.
DESIREE: Yes, that much seems clear.
"It does me no injury for my neighbour to say there are 20 gods or no god. It neither picks my pocket, nor breaks my leg."
-- Thomas Jefferson