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A Brief History of Progress
The trees are in their autumn beauty,
The woodland paths are dry,
Under the October twilight the water
Mirrors a still sky;
Upon the brimming water among the stones
Are nine-and-fifty swans.
Unwearied still, lover by lover,
They paddle in the cold
Companionable streams or climb the air;
Their hearts have not grown old;
Passion or conquest, wander where they will,
Attend upon them still.
But now they drift on the still water,
Mysterious, beautiful;
Among what rushes will they build,
By what lake’s edge or pool
Delight men’s eyes when I awake some day
To find they have flown away?
(From The Wild Swans at Coole by W.B. Yeats)
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The Machine and the Garden
...how could a complicated
machine, which shuns the light, confide itself to the free will of man?
(From Letters on the Aesthetic Education of Man by Friedrich Schiller)
LOCKE sank into a swoon;
The Garden died;
God took the spinning-jenny
Out of his side.
(From Fragments by W.B. Yeats)
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Crescent: Polyethylene
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Hydrocarbon polymerization into partial crystal polymer of ethylene
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Crescent
04:15
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When you closed your eyes for the last time
The waning of the world began
All the colors turned to gray
I’m still waiting for the waiting to end
But I will try to open my eyes
Though the world has been heavy for so long.
And though the path is no longer clear
Each foot forward will carry us on.
We can still find our way though the light is just a sliver in the dark.
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5 Rasas
10:22
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