I think I should understand that better, if I had it written down: but I can't quite follow it as you say it.
Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup!
Why is a raven like a writing desk?
A tale begun in other days, When summer suns were glowing - A simple chime, that served to time The rhythm of your rowing - Whose echoes live in memory yet, Though envious years would say 'forget.
The proper definition of a man is an animal that writes letters.
If you don't know where you're going any road will do