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"Those lips that love's own hand did make" - Williams Shakespeare Those lips that love's own hand did make Breathed forth the sound that said "I hate," To me that languished for her sake. But when she saw my woeful state, Straight in her heart did mercy come, Chiding that tongue that ever sweet Was used in giving gentle doom, And taught it thus anew to greet. "I hate" she altered with an end That followed it as gentle day Doth follow night, who, like a fiend, From heaven to hell is flown away. "I hate" from hate away she threw. And saved my life, saying "not you." XV - Edna St. Vincent Millay Only until this cigarette is ended, A little moment at the end of all, While on the floor the quiet ashes fall, And in the firelight to a lance extended, Bizarrely with the jazzing music blended, The broken shadow dances on the wall, I will permit my memory to recall The vision of you, by all my dreams attended. And then, adieu,—farewell!—the dream is done. Yours is a face of which I can forget The colour and the features, every one, The words not ever, and the smiles not yet;
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"Those lips that love's own hand did make"
- Williams Shakespeare
Those lips that love's own hand did make Breathed forth the sound that said "I hate," To me that languished for her sake. But when she saw my woeful state, Straight in her heart did mercy come, Chiding that tongue that ever sweet Was used in giving gentle doom, And taught it thus anew to greet. "I hate" she altered with an end That followed it as gentle day Doth follow night, who, like a fiend, From heaven to hell is flown away. "I hate" from hate away she threw. And saved my life, saying "not you."
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- Edna St. Vincent Millay
Only until this cigarette is ended,A little moment at the end of all,While on the floor the quiet ashes fall,And in the firelight to a lance extended,Bizarrely with the jazzing music blended,The broken shadow dances on the wall,I will permit my memory to recallThe vision of you, by all my dreams attended.And then, adieu,—farewell!—the dream is done.Yours is a face of which I can forgetThe colour and the features, every one,The words not ever, and the smiles not yet;But in your day this moment is the sunUpon a hill, after the sun has set.
IRV MARGOLIS
CAREER TIMELINE
Joined NBC (National Broadcast Corporation)-owned WRCV (now KYW) Philadelphia, Pennsylvania; ultimately became News Director. (Was one of those who worked on the original computer tabulations (for NBC) of U.S. elections.)
"Traded" to Cleveland, Ohio WKYC (formerly KYW as News Director; went to WRC, Washington, News Director.
Became General Manager, News, NBC Owned Stations (based in New York City).
Became NBC General Manager, News, Special Projects, New York
NBC General Manager, News and Sr. Producer, Europe.
Left NBC because he wanted to stay in Europe and NBC wanted him to return after five years – huge career move/choice.
Wrote for various trade TV magazines.
Joined Entertainment Tonight (based in Los Angeles, CA) originally as David Frost's producer (he had just been hired to do pieces from London).
Have worked freelance for other US/Canadian TV programs.
