Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Midnight Oil:
A Renewable Energy Source

The heights by great men reached and kept,
Were not obtained by sudden flight.
But they, while their companions slept,
Were toiling upward in the night.
-- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Posted by Robert Stacy McCain at 5:32 AM

1 comment:

  1. Or they can wind up like this:

    Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.

    `'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door - Only this, and nothing more.'...

    Edgar Allan Poe

    :)

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