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Thu Jun 25 18:35:39 2009 (Why, circling)

June 25, 2009

Why, circling
the woodlands, the shield may ascend to
heaven. What checks

the night like a
valve can be given thee! Get on
the cleft wood, placed in

regal lustre. Such toys.
I upon my bugle horn came from
earth is hypothetical,

and us eclipsed under
the doorway. To which
my theory these

remarks, now night her shadowy
cloud withdraws, I
will reign; as hybrids, when the pottle

out to sea and
thus a family, he will
be much more, the

successive changes in
the thickets like hounds that had lit up
the eyes; the rich and plentiful crop

had been screaming for
some of his hands
together. O thou for

whom and from the animals
which certainly do occur, and, are
really come to

an hour or
more species added to
our value, unattractive.

Texts:
Charles Darwin, On the Origin of Species
John Milton, Paradise Regained
G. K. Chesterton, The Man Who Was Thursday
John Milton, Paradise Lost
Howard Pyle, The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood
Edgar Allan Poe, “The Masque of the Red Death”

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