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Beyond Einstein: Superstrings and the Quest for the Final Theory by Michio Kaku
Relativity in Curved Spacetime: Life Without Special Relativity by Eric Baird
Labyrinths: Selected Stories and Other Writings (Twentieth Century Classics) by Jorge Luis Borges
Albert Einstein: Out of My Later Years Through His Own Words by Albert Einstein
The Oxford Paperback Dictionary (Oxford Paperback Reference) by Joyce Hawkins
Pinky and the Brain: Vol 1 [2006] (REGION 1) (NTSC) by Pinky And The Brain
Time Machines: Time Travel in Physics, Metaphysics, and Science Fiction by Paul J. Nahin
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(William Wordsworth)
I wander'd lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretch'd in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed - and gazed - but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
posted by theoldman at 12:15 pm (EST) on Mar 2, 2009
posted by rebyonak at 1:05 pm (EST) on Jan 30, 2008