towards a progressive medieval studies
Perhaps in the morning, the silence of the street will be pierced by the sound of birds piping piteously in the snow and wind.
anon., well played!If you don't mind my making your allusion explicit"With mony bryddes unblythe upon bare twyges,That pitosly ther piped for pyne of the colde." (SGGK II.746-7)
I was trudging through that snow in Washington on Saturday night! For less than three blocks, but still.I did not, however, think to myself any lines from SGGK.
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