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Typo for the day--

Which was actually a thought-o, or a speak-o, or something, as it was a mistake made while a friend was reading something aloud--a few passages from Yeats "The Second Coming," as part of the intro to a game about the end of the world--

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all convictions, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.


The thought-o, which I cannot figure out, as it was a substitution of a more obscure, rarely-used word for a commmon one, was "...Anarchy is loosed upon the world, the blood-dimmed tilde..."

Blood-dimmed tilde will absolutely be the title of my next book. Yup.

That is all...

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guardian_lm
Feb. 16th, 2004 04:01 pm (UTC)
blood-dimmed tilde. Argh :-)

'Twas a dark and stormy blood-dimmed tilde of a home directory we found late that dreary night.
spottylogic
Feb. 18th, 2004 04:35 pm (UTC)
I don't think comparing Yeats and Bulwar-Lytton is really very kind. Tsk, Tsk.
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