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Deepest sword price6/17/2023 ![]() At that point, I was so annoyed by my unattended wounds and being pestered by that parrot, that I can't even remember what I said to him in my pain and my impatience to get away. He questioned me, with his fancy, ladylike language and told me that I had to give up the prisoners to your Majesty. As the soldiers were carrying the dead bodies past us, he called them unsophisticated idiots, and rude for bringing an ugly, disgusting corpse where he could smell it. He kept doing this as he continued to smile and talk to me. ![]() And he held a perfume box in his hand, which every so often he lifted to his nose, sniffed, and moved the box away again. He was refined and elegantly dressed-bright like a bridegroom-and his beard was freshly cut, like a field after a harvest. But I do remember that just after the battle, when I was parched with thirst after fighting, when I was breathless, faint, and resting on my sword, a certain lord arrived. My lord, I didn't deny you any prisoners. This bald unjointed chat of his, my lord, I answered indirectly, as I said, And I beseech you, let not his report Come current for an accusation Betwixt my love and your high Majesty. I then, all smarting with my wounds being cold, To be so pestered with a popinjay, Out of my grief and my impatience Answered neglectingly I know not what- He should, or he should not for he made me mad To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman Of guns, and drums, and wounds-God save the mark!- And telling me the sovereignest thing on earth Was parmacety for an inward bruise, And that it was great pity, so it was, This villanous saltpeter should be digged Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had destroyed So cowardly, and but for these vile guns He would himself have been a soldier. With many holiday and lady terms He questioned me amongst the rest demanded My prisoners in your Majesty’s behalf. ![]() And as the soldiers bore dead bodies by, He called them untaught knaves, unmannerly, To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse Betwixt the wind and his nobility. He was perfumèd like a milliner, And ’twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet box, which ever and anon He gave his nose and took ’t away again, Who therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff and still he smiled and talked. But I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dressed, Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin new reaped Showed like a stubble land at harvest home. ![]() The graphic below depicts how EPS has changed over time (unveil the exact values by clicking on the image).My liege, I did deny no prisoners. This suggests that the market retains some optimism around long term earnings stability, despite past EPS declines. In comparison the 7.2% compound annual share price decline isn't as bad as the EPS drop-off. One imperfect but simple way to consider how the market perception of a company has shifted is to compare the change in the earnings per share (EPS) with the share price movement.ĭuring the three years that the share price fell, Tomson Group's earnings per share (EPS) dropped by 16% each year. To paraphrase Benjamin Graham: Over the short term the market is a voting machine, but over the long term it's a weighing machine. View our latest analysis for Tomson Group ![]() In the last ninety days we've seen the share price slide 20%. We regret to report that long term Tomson Group Limited ( HKG:258) shareholders have had that experience, with the share price dropping 20% in three years, versus a market return of about 13%. But if you try your hand at stock picking, your risk returning less than the market. In order to justify the effort of selecting individual stocks, it's worth striving to beat the returns from a market index fund. ![]()
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