&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp	  I sat upon the shore<br>
Fishing, with the arid plain behind me <br>
Shall I at least set my lands in order?<br>
<a href=city.html>London Bridge</a> is falling down falling down falling down<br>
<i>Poi s'ascose nel foco che gli affina<br>
Quando fiam uti chelidon - </i>O swallow swallow<i><br>
Le Prince d'Aquitaine <a href=differance.html>à</a> la tour abolie</i><br>
These fragments I have shored against my <a href=epitaph.html>ruins</a><br>
Why then Ile fit you.  Hieronymo's mad againe. <br>
Datta.  Dayadhvam.  Damyata. <br>
&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp	  Shantih shantih shantih <br>