The King of Cornwall
Euphemia's Brother
And This - 7
- sure but it's a grand life jack
- great, a great life paddy
- sitting here in the rain, the thunder and lightning, on this kerb's edge
- this kerb's that between a pavement and a road paddy
- sure 'tis a very precipitous edge we're sitting on
- i'll say, what with our bottoms on the pavement
- our feet, our feet, our feet in the road
- and the rain jack, falling with a sweetness upon our heads it is
- like something sweet from the magic flute
- as if the angels themselves jack, did make these beads of gentlest wet
- and mozart held the baton
- do you know what i think jack?
- what?
- i think, maybe, all things considered, life is good
