Thanks.

Here's an example of an amphigory from The Book of Literary Anecdotes (1990) if you're interested (although, maybe its a comment on modern poetry that these lines don't strike me as especially senseless):

"From the depth of the dreary decline of the dawn
through a notable nimbus of nebulous moonshine.
Pallid and pink as the palm of the flag-flown that
Flickers with fear for the flies as they float,
Are the looks of our lovers that lustrously lean from
a marvel of mystic miraculous moonshine,
These that we feel in the blood of our blushes that
Thicken and threaten with throbs through his throat?"

—Nephelidia: an amphigouri, Algernon Charles Swinburne (1837-1909).

Last edited by Hydra; 11/19/06 02:08 PM.