The Winter of our Content
The Winter of our Content
“Now is the winter of our discontent, Made glorious summer by this sun of York; And all the clouds that lour’d upon our house, In the deep bosom of the ocean buried”. By William Shakespeare from Richard III, spoken by Gloucester. With the temperature in Melbourne in free fall and the rain following suit, it easy to feel the seasonal discontent Gloucester was on about. Instead, I’m consciously…
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