Oh, Christ! It Is A Goodly Sight

And Those Who Saw, It Did Surprise, Such Drops Could Fall From Human Eyes.

The Cold, The Changed, Perchance The Dead, Anew, The Mourn'd, The Loved, The Lost,-too Many, Yet How Few!

I Only Know We Loved In Vain; I Only Feel-farewell! Farewell!

Man Is In Part Divine, A Troubled Stream From A Pure Source.

Books, Manuals, Directives, Regulations. The Geometries That Circumscribe Your Working Life Draw Norrower And Norrower Until Nothing Fits Inside Them Anymore.