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Originally Posted by TheGreatElvenWarrior
So,
If the Barrow-Downs could have a get together where would we have it and why?
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www.barrowdowns.com
24/7 everyday of the year
No travel or timing issues and why let the mundanities of real life mar virtual death?
I am sure Rupert Brooke was anticipating the Downs in this poem:
NOT with vain tears, when we’re beyond the sun,
We’ll beat on the substantial doors, nor tread
Those dusty high-roads of the aimless dead
Plaintive for Earth; but rather turn and run
Down some close-covered by-way of the air,
Some low sweet alley between wind and wind,
Stoop under faint gleams, thread the shadows, find
Some whispering ghost-forgotten nook, and there
Spend in pure converse our eternal day;
Think each in each, immediately wise;
Learn all we lacked before; hear, know, and say
What this tumultuous body now denies;
And feel, who have laid our groping hands away;
And see, no longer blinded by our eyes.