Re: urinal and mistletoe

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Posted by Bill Wilson on October 26, 19102 at 16:21:37:

In Reply to: urinal and mistletoe posted by Bill Wilson on October 22, 19102 at 10:22:33:

Philosophy, in Plato, is a love of wisdom lovingly conducted among friends, and strangers of good will. William Butler Yeats is not to be judged by standards imposed upon the language by theories, for a poet like him suggests the standards for the language: he acted on his love in a place used for urinary excrements. I repeat his words at the end of this patchwork:

Urine \U"rine\, n. [F. urine, L. urina; akin to urinari to
plunge under water, to dive, Gr. ? urine; cf. Skr. v[=a]r
water, Icel. ?r drizzling rain, AS. w[ae]r the sea.]
(Physiol.)
In mammals, a fluid excretion from the kidneys; in birds and
reptiles, a solid or semisolid excretion.


From WordNet (r) 1.6 [wn] urine n : liquid excretory product; "there was blood in his urine";

“Excreta: excreted matters; now especially, the faeces and urine.”

Charles Darwin: “Certain plants excreted a sweet juice.”

1732, Ray, “Of the Blood”: “excretion of urine.”

Excrement: “That which is cast out of the body by any of the natural emunctories.”

William Shakespeare: “It will please his Grace, to dallie with my excrement, with my mustachio.” Love’s Labour’s Lost V.1.109.

Excrementize: To void excrements.

excretory organ n : an organ that separates waste substances from the blood and discharges them [syn: urinary organ]
Source: WordNet ® 1.6, © 1997 Princeton University


ex•cre•ta Pronunciation Key ( k-skr t )
pl.n.
Waste matter, such as sweat, urine, or feces, discharged from the body.

. CRAZY JANE TALKS WITH THE BISHOP
I met the Bishop on the road
And much said he and I.
'Those breasts are flat and fallen now,
Those veins must soon be dry;
Live in a heavenly mansion,
Not in some foul sty.'
'Fair and foul are near of kin,
And fair needs foul,' I cried.
'My friends are gone, but that's a truth
Nor grave nor bed denied,
Learned in bodily lowliness
And in the heart's pride.
'A woman can be proud and stiff
When on love intent;
But Love has pitched his mansion in
The place of excrement;
For nothing can be sole or whole
That has not been rent.'


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