[NPPF] Tuna Dumas

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Recipe for Aunt Maud's golden paste:

Ingredient: Aunt Maud's

Directions:

Separate into AUNT and MAUD'S
Put AUNT into blender; puree into TUNA
Now place MAUD'S into blender and mix until DUMAS
Add the fishy taste of tuna and the sweet taste of Dumas
in equal parts and lick straight from the mixing bowl.

Alexandre Dumas: The Man in the Iron Mask
Chapter 6: The Bee-Hive, the Bees, and the Honey

[an excerpt]

Loret was composing an account of the fetes of Vaux, before those fetes had
taken place. La Fontaine sauntered about among them,- a wandering,
absent-minded, boring, unbearable shade, buzzing and humming at everybody's
shoulder a thousand poetic inanities. He so often disturbed Pélisson, that
the latter, raising his head, crossly said, "At least, La Fontaine, supply
me with a rhyme, since you say you have the run of the gardens at
 Parnassus."

"What rhyme do you want?" asked the Fabler, as Madame de Sevigne used to
call him.

"I want a rhyme to lumiere."

"Orniere," answered La Fontaine.

"Ah, but my good friend, one cannot talk of wheel-ruts when celebrating the
delights of Vaux," said Loret.

"Besides, it doesn't rhyme," answered Pélisson.

"How! doesn't rhyme?" cried La Fontaine, in surprise.

"Yes; you have an abominable habit, my friend,- a habit which will ever
prevent your becoming a poet of the first order. You rhyme in a slovenly
manner."

"Oh! oh! you think so, do you, Pélisson?"

"Yes, I do, indeed. Remember that a rhyme is never good so long as one can
find a better."

"Then I will never write anything again but in prose," said La Fontaine, who
had taken up Pélisson's reproach in earnest. "Ah, I often suspected I was
nothing but a rascally poet! Yes, 'tis the very truth."

"Do not say so; your remark is too sweeping, and there is much that is good
in your 'Fables.'"

"And to begin," continued La Fontaine, following up his idea, "I will go and
burn a hundred verses I have just made."

"Where are your verses?"

"In my head."

"Well, if they are in your head you cannot burn them."

"True," said La Fontaine; "but if I do not burn them-"

"Well, what will happen if you do not burn them?"

"They will remain in my mind, and I shall never forget them."

"The devil!" cried Loret; "what a dangerous thing! One would go mad with
 it!"

"The devil, devil, devil!" repeated La Fontaine; "what can I do?"

"I have discovered the way," said Moliere, who had entered during the last
words of the conversation.

"What way?"

"Write them first and burn them afterwards."
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And it was not only non-party people
who wanted on this fact to base their
tactics of setting up a non-revolutionary
Social-Democracy, but also those
"Bezzaglavtsi" Social-Democrat-like
intellectuals who clustered around the
Duma group like flies round a honey-pot.

V. I. Lenin
ON THE STRAIGHT ROAD
Published in the newspaper
Proletary, No. 26,
March 19 (April 1), 1908