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Ya think?

Past time to worry about that, I’m afraid.

“Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold . . .”

Time now to gird our loins . . .

“Death closes all: but something ere the end,
Some work of noble note, may yet be done,
Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods.
. . .
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:
It may be that we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Tho’ much is taken, much abides; and tho’
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved heaven and earth; that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.”

And all that

11 posted on 11/08/2012 11:24:29 PM PST by dagogo redux (A whiff of primitive spirits in the air, harbingers of an impending descent into the feral.)
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To: dagogo redux

That is excellent timely poetry. I hope you know your effort to post it is appreciated.

24 posted on 11/09/2012 12:10:27 AM PST by noodler (!)
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