A Play Starring Shelley And Byron! *swoons* Sublime!
A couple of days ago I got really pissed drunk on minted liquor. A very nasty business, seeing as I was feeling blue and mopey in my backyard at half past two in the morning; liquor did NOT help that state.
Anyway, bored from so much locked-in nature in the dark, I climbed upstairs to my room and entered the net. Somehow I stumbled upon this: A Play involving the Fearsome Romantic Threesome (or so it was presented): Shelley, Byron and Coleridge (The Heck??!!).
Apart from the obvious time-frame distortion and the fact that it was Bible-long, I can't much recall anything from it (not even the webpage where it was), except this tad excerpt I managed to save in my tipsy state on a piece of paper lying around near my desk...
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(The Fearsome Trio is In Mrs. Miggin's coffee shop ("The Literary Salon")
(Shelley, Coleridge, and Byron are at a table. Shelley sits up holding a handkerchief; Byron stands very erect, staring straight ahead at nothing; Coleridge appears dead. As Shelley begins to speak, the person at the next table stands and moves to a table as far away as possible.)
Shelley: Oh, Love, oh ecstasy that is Mrs. Miggins, wilt thou bring me but one cup of the browned juicings of that naughty bean we call `coffee', ere I die...
Mrs. Miggins *swoons*: Oohh, you do have a way of words with you, Mr. Shelley!
Lord Byron: To Hell with this fine talking. Coffee, woman! My consumption grows evermore acute and Coleridge's drugs are wearing off.
Mrs. Miggins: Oh, Mr. Byron, don't be such a big girl's blouse!
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Anyone who an provide information on this play... please do so. I'm dying here to read what my bloody addiction to liquor did not allow me.
*sigh* I'm such a tosser.
Anyway, bored from so much locked-in nature in the dark, I climbed upstairs to my room and entered the net. Somehow I stumbled upon this: A Play involving the Fearsome Romantic Threesome (or so it was presented): Shelley, Byron and Coleridge (The Heck??!!).
Apart from the obvious time-frame distortion and the fact that it was Bible-long, I can't much recall anything from it (not even the webpage where it was), except this tad excerpt I managed to save in my tipsy state on a piece of paper lying around near my desk...
***
(The Fearsome Trio is In Mrs. Miggin's coffee shop ("The Literary Salon")
(Shelley, Coleridge, and Byron are at a table. Shelley sits up holding a handkerchief; Byron stands very erect, staring straight ahead at nothing; Coleridge appears dead. As Shelley begins to speak, the person at the next table stands and moves to a table as far away as possible.)
Shelley: Oh, Love, oh ecstasy that is Mrs. Miggins, wilt thou bring me but one cup of the browned juicings of that naughty bean we call `coffee', ere I die...
Mrs. Miggins *swoons*: Oohh, you do have a way of words with you, Mr. Shelley!
Lord Byron: To Hell with this fine talking. Coffee, woman! My consumption grows evermore acute and Coleridge's drugs are wearing off.
Mrs. Miggins: Oh, Mr. Byron, don't be such a big girl's blouse!
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Anyone who an provide information on this play... please do so. I'm dying here to read what my bloody addiction to liquor did not allow me.
*sigh* I'm such a tosser.