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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ה׳ HaShem: part 3.2
The beginning of knowledge…
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ה׳ HaShem: part 3.1
A covenant of blood…
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ה׳ HaShem: part 2
Was he a carpetbagger?
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ה׳ HaShem: part 1
It’s somewhat odd…
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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…
Forthcoming
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Blankets all the way down
Forthcoming…
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For want of a vowel: part 2
Forthcoming…
