<span>“He counted his goodly coppers
and cauldrons, his gold and all his clothes, there was nothing missing; still
he kept grieving about not being in his own country, and wandered up and down
by the shore of the sounding sea bewailing his hard fate.” He had accumulated a lot of wealth but still missed his home.</span>
This weekend I have a paper to write, a cake to bake, and a birthday party to attend
