"The Angels were all singing out of tune,
And hoarse with having little else to do,"
And hoarse with having little else to do,"

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"....Excepting to wind up the sun and moon
Or curb a runaway young star or two.
~Lord Byron"
Or curb a runaway young star or two.
~Lord Byron"
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