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5PM line-of-poetry jam

posted by [personal profile] eftychia at 05:00pm on 2003-09-03
The flames just soared, and the furnace roared -- such a blaze you seldom see;
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posted by [identity profile] trinsf.livejournal.com at 04:00pm on 2003-09-03
And I burrowed a hole in the glowing coal, and I stuffed in Sam McGee.
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posted by [identity profile] dglenn.livejournal.com at 04:48pm on 2003-09-03
Y'know, I figured I could pluck any line from that poem, and it'd be recognized. :-)

I was in a mood for the classics, and had trouble deciding between Service and Tennyson. (Then I had trouble deciding between that line and "There wasn’t a breath in that land of death, and I hurried, horror-driven".)
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posted by [identity profile] butterfluff.livejournal.com at 05:27pm on 2003-09-03
So that's why it sounded familiar.
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