Each matin bell, the Baron saith, Knells us back to a world of death.
"Arrh! Stars and Mud, ever conjugate, a Paradox to consider, one…for the Astronomer-Royal, perhaps?" His current scheme being, to assail Maskelyne's Sanity, by now and then posing to him Questions that will not bear too much cogitating upon, most lately, Über Bernouillis Brachistochronsprobleme , 1702 by Baron von Boppdörfer ("Mind like a Spanish Blade. Read it at the Risk of your Self-Esteem.") having almost done the Trick.thomas pynchon
What Baron or squire or knight of the shire, lives half so well as a holy friar.