a box awaiting

Put in request re annual leave at work today, even if boss herself is off on leave till Thursday . . . ah well, email shows when I made it. Weather has turned unexpectedly beautiful, making it very annoying to be inside and working. (Though not as annoying as it would be if we didn't have air conditioning. So small a thing to make so much difference!)

Got home to find manga from Archonia had arrived. Mmm.

Am beginning to get a handle on what I need to do to the redlines, I think. Good. Now just need to get down and do it. Pfeh.

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The Time I've Lost in Wooing

The time I've lost in wooing,
In watching and pursuing
The light, that lies
In woman's eyes,
Has been my heart's undoing.
Though Wisdom oft has sought me,
I scorn'd the lore she brought me,
My only books
Were woman's looks,
And folly's all they've taught me.

Her smile when Beauty granted,
I hung with gaze enchanted,
Like him, the sprite,
Whom maids by night
Oft meet in glen that's haunted.
Like him, too, Beauty won me,
But while her eyes were on me,
If once their ray
Was turn'd away,
Oh! winds could not outrun me.

And are those follies going?
And is my proud heart growing
Too cold or wise
For brilliant eyes
Again to set it glowing?
No, vain, alas! th' endeavour
From bonds so sweet to sever;
Poor Wisdom's chance
Against a glance
Is now as weak as ever.

-- Thomas Moore