Pretty! In Amber to observe the forms
Of hairs, or straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms;
The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare,
But wonder how the Devil they got there.
(Epistle to Dr Arbuthnot)
In spite of Mr Adair, I shall sleep easily, confident in the knowledge that the name of JB Priestley will live long after the scythe of time has had its way with lesser mortals.
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