The poetic march to the swamps of illiteracy.

Vinegartits, do you ever get anything right?

http://leedrurydecesarescasting-roomcouch.blogspot.com/2009/01/two-years-observance-of-hillsborough.html

>Milton in Lycidas summarizes the psyches of such people as bow down to the world’s Elias:

Anow as such these bellies sake, (Anow of such as for their bellies sake)
Creep and intrude, and climb into the fold?
Or other care they little reck’ning make, (Of other care ...)
Than how to scramble to the shearers feast, (Then how to scramble at the shearers feast)
And shove away the worthy bidden guest,
Blind mouths! (Blind mouthes!)

This is the kind of poem about which my students used to say, “Oh, Lord, Ms. De Cesare. What’s this guy talking about?”<

I'm not surprised that your students reacted that way. Did you always misquote it to your poor illiterate charges?