What? Absolutely nobody has mentioned Rudyard Kipling yet? Tsk...kids these days!
This one in particular kept going through my head on September 11th, 2001:
Hymn of Breaking Strain
Rydyard Kipling, 1935
THE careful text-books measure (Let all who build beware!)
The load, the shock, the pressure Material can bear.
So, when the buckled girder Lets down the grinding span,
'The blame of loss, or murder, Is laid upon the man.
Not on the Stuff - the Man!
But in our daily dealing With stone and steel, we find
The Gods have no such feeling Of justice toward mankind.
To no set gauge they make us- For no laid course prepare-
And presently o'ertake us With loads we cannot bear:
Too merciless to bear.
The prudent text-books give it In tables at the end
'The stress that shears a rivet Or makes a tie-bar bend-
'What traffic wrecks macadam- What concrete should endure-
but we, poor Sons of Adam Have no such literature,
To warn us or make sure!
We hold all Earth to plunder - All Time and Space as well-
Too wonder-stale to wonder At each new miracle;
Till, in the mid-illusion Of Godhead 'neath our hand,
Falls multiple confusion On all we did or planned-
The mighty works we planned.
We only of Creation (0h, luckier bridge and rail)
Abide the twin damnation- To fail and know we fail.
Yet we - by which sole token We know we once were Gods-
Take shame in being broken However great the odds-
The burden of the Odds.
Oh, veiled and secret Power Whose paths we seek in vain,
Be with us in our hour Of overthrow and pain;
That we - by which sure token We know Thy ways are true -
In spite of being broken,
Because of being broken
May rise and build anew
Stand up and build anew.
(Excellently arranged and sung by Julia Ecklar and Leslie Fish here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pEwxguHUi_U )
, and I am generally curious. As it will take several life time to read all of the books in the list on "Fantasy Books Canon", I though I should try a new topic.
Sadly, I hated Second Life, so Annabelle was short lived.
