Rattling shrouds blog

Her rattling shrouds, all sheathed in ice,
With the masts went by the board;
Like a vessel of glass, she stove and sank,
Ho! ho! the breakers roared!
– Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, “The Wreck of the Hesperus”
Latest posts
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Nice: part 11

Oughts and is-es…
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Nice: part 10

The Committee and the Apostates…
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Nice: part 9

non verbis sed rebus…
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Nice: part 8

A great awakening…
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Nice: part 7

A million forms according to the time of day…
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Safe and warm and dry: part 7

A wisdom that burns…
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Nice: part 6

Here’s the thing about nice
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Nice: part 5

Because that makes no sense…
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Nice: part 4

What life requires…
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Nice: part 3

Man, ever desirous of knowledge…
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Nice: part 2

Enjoy…
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Nice: part 1

Between LIKE and PLACE…
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Safe and warm and dry: part 6

Only friends that haven’t met…
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Safe and warm and dry: part 5

Are we not men?
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Safe and warm and dry: part 4

Enchantment “Hooray”, Science “Boo”…
Forthcoming
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Blankets all the way down
Forthcoming…
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For want of a vowel: part 2
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