Littlestone wrote:
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
And you probably recall that the Swindon Stone at Avebury is reputed to spin on its axis at midnight, cross the road and then come back again.Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
Apologies to Omar Khayyam, but the 'moving' factor of stones seems to be a perennial theme, cropping up here and elsewhere; a theme that continues to inspire a few good theories and myths - from the movement (natural or otherwise) of bluestones, stones that wake and walk away for a drink, stones that are hauled great distances, stood up, pulled down, buried and then re-erected.
Recently on the radio there was a programme about a poetess who writes about moving a stone and, after a dream, was inspired to take a stone from Britain to Australia.
What is it with the moving of stones?
However, I think there may be a connection between the Red Lion pub and some of the residents of the Mobile Home Park returning to their abodes after a 'lock-in'.