Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned;... http://nomadologic.net/?p=128

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Percy Bysshe Shelley - (1816) We are as clouds that veil the midnight moon; How restlessly they speed, and gleam, and quiver, Streaking the darkness radiantly! - yet soon Night closes round; and they are lost for ever; Or like forgotten lyre... http://nomadologic.net/?p=85