Black Is the Colour of My True Love's Heart

Various singers and musicians are gathered for a folk music course that will occupy a weekend in the fantastic country mansion called Follymead. Most come only to sing or to listen, but one or two have non-musical scores to settle. When brilliantly talented Liri Palmer sings 

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A Nice Derangement of Epitaphs

'Shed here no tears. No Saint could die More Blessed and Comforted than I' read the epitaph composed by Jan and Morwenna Treverra before their quiet deaths centuries ago. But the pious portrait of content they conjured fragments when permission is granted for their tombs to be opened—and an...Read more