(Fauci takes the skull) Alas, poor Snoopy! I knew him, Brandon, a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath borne me on his back a thousand times, and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it.
(Fauci takes the skull) Alas, poor Snoopy! I knew him, Brandon, a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath borne me on his back a thousand times, and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it.