fell asleep half way through samson agonistes last night - the last few days have been too wearisome. my accomplished snare, samson calls dalilia. that somehow reminds me of coriolanus: "my gracious silence," he says to virginia, and that is later quoted by peter wimsey to harriet. i must remember to write that up into my general notes when i get home. maybe i should start a third page for jottings related to work.