19 AUGUST 1989, page 28
The Begging-bowl
It cannot matter much how I grew up, Housed in this body which is now so thin A parapet for me to lean upon. Fall I must: and with me will go down The entire empire of my former......
It cannot matter much how I grew up, Housed in this body which is now so thin A parapet for me to lean upon. Fall I must: and with me will go down The entire empire of my former......