X-Google-Language: ENGLISH,ASCII-7-bit X-Google-Thread: f996b,1fb44bef231232f9,start X-Google-Attributes: gidf996b,public X-Google-Thread: 1051ef,51ba435a06a8d939 X-Google-Attributes: gid1051ef,public X-Google-ArrivalTime: 1994-06-19 23:01:20 PST Path: nntp.gmd.de!xlink.net!howland.reston.ans.net!usc!elroy.jpl.nasa.gov!decwrl!waikato!comp.vuw.ac.nz!canterbury.ac.nz!equinox.gen.nz!equinox!Colin_Douthwaite Subject: Re: Cascade Newsgroups: rec.humor,alt.ascii-art References: <1994Jun16.124436.21594@cc.usu.edu> <2tqr7eINN506@no-names.nerdc.ufl.edu> X-Newsreader: TIN [version 1.2 PL3] From: Colin_Douthwaite@equinox.gen.nz (Colin Douthwaite) Message-ID: Date: Mon, 20 Jun 94 15:48:59 +1200 Organization: Equinox Networks Lines: 72 Xref: nntp.gmd.de rec.humor:75166 alt.ascii-art:11738 Ericka Hansen (u3530ati@elm.circa.ufl.edu) wrote: > In article <1994Jun16.Ericka@bored.of.juv.rhyms>, Ericka@bored.of.casc > writes: --------------------------------------------------------------------------- CASCADE --------------------------------------------------------------------------- >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> A little Learning is a dang'rous Thing; >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian Spring: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> There shallow Draughts intoxicate the Brain, >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> And drinking largely sobers us again. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Fir'd at first Sight with what the Muse imparts, >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> In fearless Youth we tempt the Heights of Arts, >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> While from the bounded Level of our Mind, >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Short Views we take, nor see the Lengths behind, >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> But more advan'd, behold with strange Surprize >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> New, distant Scenes of endless Science rise! >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> So, pleased at first, the towring Alps we try, >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Mount o'er the Vales, and seem to tread the Sky; >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Th' Eternal Snows appear already past, >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> And the first Clouds and Mountains seem the last: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> But those attain'd, we tremble to survey >>>>>>>>>>>>>>> The growing Labours of the lengthen'd Way, >>>>>>>>>>>>>> Th' increasing Prospect tires our wandring Eyes, >>>>>>>>>>>>> Hills peep o'er Hills, and Alps on Alps arise! >>>>>>>>>>>> A perfect Judge will read each Work of Wit >>>>>>>>>>> With the same Spirit that its Author writ, >>>>>>>>>> Survey the Whole, nor seek slight Faults to find, >>>>>>>>> Where Nature moves, and Rapture warms the Mind; >>>>>>>> Nor lose, for that malignant dull Delight, >>>>>>> The gen'rous Pleasure to be charm'd with Wit. >>>>>> But in such Lays as neither ebb, nor flow, >>>>> Correctly cold, and regularly low, >>>> That shunning Faults, one quiet Tenour keep; >>> We cannot blame indeed--but we may sleep. >> In Wit, as Nature, what affects our Hearts > Is not th' Exactness of peculiar Parts; >> 'Tis not a Lip, or Eye, we Beauty call, >>> But the joint Force and full Result of all. >>>> Thus when we view some well-proportion'd Dome, >>>>> (The World's just wonder, and ev'n thine O Rome!) >>>>>> No single Parts unequally surprize; >>>>>>> All comes united to th' admiring Eyes; -Ericka Hansen- [ Reduced to 75 columns width to avoid linewrap problems ] Bye,