So now I'm reading E. R. Eddison's The Worm Ouroboros as one does, and it's rather like sitting down with an entire cheesecake; no matter how good your appetite, there's a limit to just how much cheesecake you can have at one go.
A friend pointed out to me that the language is not immune to parody:
(Lord Juss and Brandoch Daha, along with the one of
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