Riders, Where Are Thee?
I see no trust among people; friends, where are thee?
When did companionship end? Lovers, where are thee?
That's actually as far as I got before the urge to throw the book across the room became so great that I had to put it down and go make myself a sandwich to ease my rage. And by sandwich, I mean a pile of chicken slathered in mustard, because we're out of bread. But I can see from skimming the rest of the poem that "where are thee?" is used as a refrain at the end of every couplet, regardless of whether the subject is singular or plural.
( GRAMMAR. IT'S WHAT'S FOR DINNER. )
I know I've committed some grammatical atrocities in my day- and I still use semi-colons more than any person has a right to. (Sentences that end with prepositions, like split infinitives, are completely acceptable, and anyone who tells you otherwise is just trying to be an ass.) But I've somehow become one of those people who gets pedantic and fundamentalist about grammar- in short, I have become my first year English seminar professor, who assigned us readings from Strunk and White every week and made us buy a copy of the Heath Handbook. I think this may be a pleasing thing. I'm not sure yet.
I see no trust among people; friends, where are thee?
When did companionship end? Lovers, where are thee?
That's actually as far as I got before the urge to throw the book across the room became so great that I had to put it down and go make myself a sandwich to ease my rage. And by sandwich, I mean a pile of chicken slathered in mustard, because we're out of bread. But I can see from skimming the rest of the poem that "where are thee?" is used as a refrain at the end of every couplet, regardless of whether the subject is singular or plural.
( GRAMMAR. IT'S WHAT'S FOR DINNER. )
I know I've committed some grammatical atrocities in my day- and I still use semi-colons more than any person has a right to. (Sentences that end with prepositions, like split infinitives, are completely acceptable, and anyone who tells you otherwise is just trying to be an ass.) But I've somehow become one of those people who gets pedantic and fundamentalist about grammar- in short, I have become my first year English seminar professor, who assigned us readings from Strunk and White every week and made us buy a copy of the Heath Handbook. I think this may be a pleasing thing. I'm not sure yet.
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