# Speak to me using English **URL:** \ **Category:** The Game Room\ **Created:** [September 11, 2012, 2:16pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/speak-to-me-using-english/634397 "2012-09-11T14:16:08Z")\ **Posts on this page:** 5\ **Page:** 3
**Author:** ![Knorf](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/k/58956e/32.png) [@Knorf](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Knorf)\ **Post date:** [October 22, 2012, 2:48pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/speak-to-me-using-english/634397/41 "2012-10-22T14:48:55Z")
O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention, A kingdom for a stage, princes to act, And monarchs to behold the swelling scene! Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, Assume the port of Mars, and at his heels, Leashed in like hounds, should famine, sword, and fire Crouch for employment. But pardon, gentles all, The flat unraised spirits that have dared On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth So great an object. Can this cockpit hold The vasty fields of France? Or may we cram Within this wooden O the very casques That did affright the air at Agincourt? O, pardon! since a crooked figure may Attest in little place a million, And let us, ciphers to this great account, On your imaginary forces work. ---
**Author:** ![mascaroni](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/m/dc4da7/32.png) [@mascaroni](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/mascaroni)\ **Post date:** [October 22, 2012, 3:37pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/speak-to-me-using-english/634397/42 "2012-10-22T15:37:14Z")
OH, to be in England now that April ’s there And whoever wakes in England sees, some morning, unaware, That it’s pissing down, as usual. [Browning/mascaroni] ---
**Author:** ![Larry\_Borgia](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/larry_borgia/32/156_2.png) [@Larry\_Borgia](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Larry_Borgia)\ **Post date:** [October 22, 2012, 3:49pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/speak-to-me-using-english/634397/43 "2012-10-22T15:49:11Z")
They fuck you up, your mum and dad. They may not mean to, but they do. They fill you with the faults they had And add some extra, just for you. But they were fucked up in their turn By fools in old-style hats and coats, Who half the time were soppy-stern And half at one another’s throats. Man hands on misery to man. It deepens like a coastal shelf. Get out as early as you can, And don’t have any kids yourself. ---
**Author:** ![furryman](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/furryman/32/99_2.png) [@furryman](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/furryman)\ **Post date:** [October 22, 2012, 9:56pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/speak-to-me-using-english/634397/44 "2012-10-22T21:56:37Z")
Those who often quote others have no original thoughts of their own. _Oscar Wilde_ ---
**Author:** ![Scupper](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/b9bd4f/32.png) [@Scupper](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Scupper)\ **Post date:** [October 24, 2012, 9:23pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/speak-to-me-using-english/634397/45 "2012-10-24T21:23:32Z")
Moving through the town like a ghost in the rain A dim reflection in a dark window pane Blackness beckons from every side Creeping all around like an incoming tide A broken window in an empty house I slip inside and begin to douse The whole place with the fuel that will feed the fire And push back the night, taking me higher On out of the darkness in a defeaning roar The match in my hand is the key to the door A simple turn of the wrist will suffice To open a passage to paradise I pause, I think about the past and the gloom The smell of gasoline permeates the room Everyone has a little secret he keeps I light the fires while the city sleeps _MC 900 Foot Jesus_ [Previous page](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/speak-to-me-using-english/634397.md?page=2)