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[Paul Mackin]

On 5/21/2012 4:49 PM, alice wellintown wrote:
> A Farewell to Arms (To Queen Elizabeth)
>
>   HIS golden locks Time hath to silver turn'd;
>     O Time too swift, O swiftness never ceasing!
> His youth 'gainst time and age hath ever spurn'd,
>     But spurn'd in vain; youth waneth by increasing:
> Beauty, strength, youth, are flowers but fading seen;
> Duty, faith, love, are roots, and ever green.
>
> His helmet now shall make a hive for bees;
>     And, lovers' sonnets turn'd to holy psalms,
> A man-at-arms must now serve on his knees,
>     And feed on prayers, which are Age his alms:
> But though from court to cottage he depart,
> His Saint is sure of his unspotted heart.
>
> And when he saddest sits in homely cell,
>     He'll teach his swains this carol for a song,--
> 'Blest be the hearts that wish my sovereign well,
>     Curst be the souls that think her any wrong.'
> Goddess, allow this aged man his right
> To be your beadsman now that was your knight.
>
>
> George Peele
>

beautiful and apropos

the missing term would be The Tower (where so many ended up)

Pynchon often uses term in this manner, making things sound sort of 
mathematical

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