No violation but gives dividends of slow disaster: the bitten apple ends the eden of bucolic eve: understanding breaks through the skull’s shell and like a cuckoo in the nest makes hell for naïve larks who starve and grieve. What prince has ever seized the shining grail but that it turned into a milking pail? It’s likely that each secret sought will prove to be some common parlor fake: a craft with paint and powder that can make cleopatra from a slut.
