Now therefore, while the youthful hue Sits on thy skin like morning dew, Let us roll all our strength, and all Our sweetness, up into one ball; And tear our pleasures with rough strife I accepted the invitation to roll into a ball and tear pleasures with rough strife. For weeks all our conversations focused on nothing except references to some activity I thought so highly of. All these crazy myths about how the length of a man’s fingers determined …