Eheu, fugaces, labuntur anni... In these gaunt times A princess, chained to rock, Is eaten up by dragons every day. Her Perseus stopped for coffee On the way Or just decided to forget the whole thing, Who can say? Even Andromeda, eviscerated, Must condone: Poor Perseus has problems of his own.
"Alas, past times have flown away"
(Horace, 14th Ode) back
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