Canada is a live country - live, but not, like the States, kicking.

But somewhere, beyond Space and Time, is wetter water, slimier slime! And there (they trust) there swimmeth one who swam ere rivers were begun, immense of fishy form and mind, squamous omnipotent, and kind.

But there's wisdom in women, of more than they have known, And thoughts go blowing through them, are wiser than their own.

Proud, then, clear-eyed and laughing, go to greet Death as a friend!

For Cambridge people rarely smile, Being urban, squat, and packed with guile.

Store up reservoirs of calm and content and draw on them at later moments when the source isn't there, but the need is very great.

There's little comfort in the wise