1.05 | 1.06
Ladies and gentlemen, ghosts and children of the state,
I am here because I could never get the hang of Time.
This hour, for example, would be like all the others
were it not for the rain falling through the roof.
I’d better not be too explicit. My night is careless
with itself, troublesome…
Happy Birthday, Lord Byron, born 22 January 1788, died 19 April 1824