'He's supposed to have a particularly high-class style: ''Feather footed through the plashy fen passes the questing vole''?would that be it?' 'Yes,'said the Managing Editor.'That must be good style.'
Feather-footed through the plashy fen passes the questing vole.evelyn waugh
Janus am I; oldest of potentates! Forward I look and backward and below I count as god of avenues and gates The years that through my portals come and go. I block the roads and drift the fields with snow, I chase the wild-fowl from the frozen fen; My frosts congeal the rivers in their flow, My fires light up the hearths and hearts of men.
Caliban: As wicked dew as e'er my mother brush'd With raven's feather from unwholesome fen, Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye, And blister you all o'er! Prospero: For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt have cramps, Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up; urchins Shall, for that vast of night that they may work, All exercise on thee; thou shalt be pinch'd As thick as honeycomb, each pinch more stinging Than bees that made 'em.william shakespeare