so much was lost and now so much is foundeach tiny gain has much to signifyyet still the fear that we may run agrounda single word can the whole world astoundand utter silence be the best replyso much was lost and now so much is foundnow all may see beyond the narrow boundset by our masters and reject the lieyet still the fear that we may run agroundin solemn order we shall soon expoundupon just meanings and true reasons whyso much was lost and now so much is foundyou would have bowed if one of them had frownedcan stand upright now under this clear skyyet still the fear that we may run agroundthese are the times we have with glory crownedmade into visions pleasing to each eyeso much was lost and now so much is foundyet still the fear that we may run aground
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
18 November 2008
evaluation
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