Per correr miglior acque alza le vele |
omai la navicella del mio ingegno, |
che lascia dietro a sé mar sì crudele |
Purgatorio i. 1-3
It's very, very you! In years to come you'll invite me up for a gin, wonder where I've got to, then come across me three years later, desiccated beneath a pile of back numbers of Studi sul Boccaccio which had fallen in on me.
I think that the rescuers would just have to follow the roaring for gin and you'd be out in no time!
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