today's challenge
Jan. 24th, 2013 08:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
magentaIs the Up-Goer Five Text Editor http://splasho.com/upgoer5/ Some people are doing their job description, but I did my favorite poem.
The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we don't use our powers well:
Little we see in the green world that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, because they are too heavy!
The great water who bares herself to the sky;
The winds that will be crying at all hours,
Are picked up now like little roses;
For this, for everything, we follow not the music;
It moves us not.--Great God! I'd rather be
A person of the Old Ways of thought;
So might I, standing on this beautiful field,
See sights that would make me far less sad;
Have sight of the water god coming from his water;
Or hear his son make loud music with his mouth.
The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we don't use our powers well:
Little we see in the green world that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, because they are too heavy!
The great water who bares herself to the sky;
The winds that will be crying at all hours,
Are picked up now like little roses;
For this, for everything, we follow not the music;
It moves us not.--Great God! I'd rather be
A person of the Old Ways of thought;
So might I, standing on this beautiful field,
See sights that would make me far less sad;
Have sight of the water god coming from his water;
Or hear his son make loud music with his mouth.
