The Panther Pisses in the Rill

[Brownlie]

I was just reading this book of Edgar Allan Poe's poems(not that I really much like his poetry) and at the ending there is a letter which he'd written, to someone unaddressed, and thought you may find this
interdasting.

Of Coleridge:

"He has imprisoned his own conceptions by the barrier he has erected against those of others."

So if you don't like the word, tell it to Edgar Allan Poe.

I've tried this only to be ignored; Poe can be a bit standoffish, Annabel's worse.

Milo, for all his perspicacityishnous, lacks creative vocabularitiness. His conceptionnessability,
his wordabiltyness, is circumscribable by the OEDity.

Is that pig Latin or something?