September 14, 2009
von Melanie Grundmann
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There is a noble German ballad, written (if we remember rightly}- by a certain Von Zedlitz (Powder), which describes, with all the weird imagination of a Doré, how at the twelfth hour of the night a little ghostly drummer once … Weiterlesen
Dezember 30, 2008
von Melanie Grundmann
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Si quis nunc quœrat, quo res hœc pertinet? ¡lluc: Dum vitant stulti vitia, in contraria currunt. Malthinus tunicis demissis ambulat — —-Uter est insanior horum? Hor. What in the name of Phaeton is this vehicle rolling quickly along St. James’s … Weiterlesen