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About meRecently wrote "Relativity in Curved Spacetime" (ISBN 0955706807).

About my libraryI don't have a lot of space, so I only hang onto the essentials.

Homepagehttp://www.chocolatetreebooks.com

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I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud

(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.
Hey, thank you very much for the thorough post on time travel books, you never expect to ensnare the perfect respondent with these posts. Your catalog made interesting viewing, too- can I ask what your day job is?
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