As I entered the Faculty Lounge this morning, a senior colleague greeted me with:
Hello, Swedish-born wily law prof!
I have the following Q: is there anyone in the entire law building who still does not know that I am Polish?? Wow. And I thought I mentioned it with every sentence.
As to the ‘wily’ bit:
Howe'er with wily freaks your heads be stored (La Fontaine), think wiry!
Or, if I am to be wily, let me recall Lord Byron here:
"Alas!" replies the wily child
In faltering accents sweetly mild;
"A hapless Infant here I roam,
Far from my dear maternal home.”
Which is in Poland. Not Sweden.
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