=head1 EPIGRAPHS
+=head2 v5.31.1 - Kurt Vonnegut, _A Man without a Country_
+
+L<Announced on 2019-06-20 by Karen Etheridge|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2019/06/msg255243.html>
+
+On Tuesday, January 20, 2004, I sent Joel Bleifuss, my editor at _In These
+Times_, this fax:
+
+ ON ORANGE ALERT HERE.
+ ECONOMIC TERRORIST ATTACK
+ EXPECTED AT 8 PM EST. KV
+
+Worried, he called, asking what was up. I said I would tell him when I had
+more complete information on the bombs George Bush was set to deliver in his
+State of the Union address.
+
+That night I got a call from my friend, the out-of-print-science-fiction
+writer Kilgore Trout. He asked me, "Did you watch the State of the Union
+address?"
+
+"Yes, and it certainly helped to remember what the great British socialist
+playwright George Bernard Shaw said about this planet."
+
+"Which was?"
+
+"He said, 'I don't know if there are men on the moon, but if there are, they
+must be using the earth as their lunatic asylum.' And he wasn't talking
+about the germs or the elephants. He meant we the people."
+
+"Okay."
+
+"You don't think this is the Lunatic Asylum of the Universe?"
+
+"Kurt, I don't think I expressed an opinion one way of the other."
+
+"We are killing this planet as a life-support system with the poisons from
+all the thermodynamic whoopee we're making with atomic energy and fossil
+fuels, and everybody knows it, and practically nobody cares. This is how
+crazy we are. I think the planet's immune system is trying to get rid of us
+with AIDS and new strains of flu and tuberculosis, and so on. I think the
+planet should get rid of us. We're really awful animals. I mean, that dumb
+Barbra Streisand song, 'People who need people are the luckiest people in
+the world' -- she's talking about cannibals. Lots to eat. Yes, the planet is
+trying to get rid of us, but I think it's too late."
+
+And I said good-bye to my friend, hung up the phone, sat down and wrote this
+epitaph: "The good Earth -- we could have saved it, but we were too damn
+cheap and lazy."
+
+=head2 v5.31.0 - Fumiko Enchi, Masks
+
+L<Announced on 2019-05-24 by Sawyer X|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2019/05/msg254886.html>
+
+ The secrets inside her mind are like flowers in a garden at
+ nighttime, filling the darkness with perfume.
+
+=head2 v5.30.0 - Morihei Ueshiba
+
+L<Announced on 2019-05-22 by Sawyer X|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2019/05/msg254844.html>
+
+ Life is growth. If we stop growing, technically and spiritually, we
+ are as good as dead.
+
+=head2 v5.30.0-RC2 - Derek Walcott
+
+L<Announced on 2019-05-17 by Sawyer X|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2019/05/msg254824.html>
+
+ The truest writers are those who see language not as linguistic process but
+ as a living element.
+
+ -- Derek Walcott
+
+=head2 v5.30.0-RC1 - Marcel Proust
+
+L<Announced on 2019-05-11 by Sawyer X|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2019/05/msg254748.html>
+
+ If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream
+ less but to dream more, to dream all the time.
+
+ -- Marcel Proust
+
+=head2 v5.29.10 - Maya Angelou, Alone
+
+L<Announced on 2019-04-20 by Sawyer X|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2019/04/msg254467.html>
+
+ Lying, thinking
+ Last night
+ How to find my soul a home
+ Where water is not thirsty
+ And bread loaf is not stone
+ I came up with one thing
+ And I don't believe I'm wrong
+ That nobody,
+ But nobody
+ Can make it out here alone.
+
+ Alone, all alone
+ Nobody, but nobody
+ Can make it out here alone.
+
+ There are some millionaires
+ With money they can't use
+ Their wives run round like banshees
+ Their children sing the blues
+ They've got expensive doctors
+ To cure their hearts of stone.
+ But nobody
+ No, nobody
+ Can make it out here alone.
+
+ Alone, all alone
+ Nobody, but nobody
+ Can make it out here alone.
+
+ Now if you listen closely
+ I'll tell you what I know
+ Storm clouds are gathering
+ The wind is gonna blow
+ The race of man is suffering
+ And I can hear the moan,
+ 'Cause nobody,
+ But nobody
+ Can make it out here alone.
+
+ Alone, all alone
+ Nobody, but nobody
+ Can make it out here alone.
+
+=head2 v5.29.9 - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, The Adventure of the Dancing Men
+
+L<Announced on 2019-03-21 by Zak Elep|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2019/03/msg253978.html>
+
+ What one man can invent, another can discover.
+
+=head2 v5.29.8 - Isaac Asimov, Foundation: “Never let your sense of morals get in the way of doing what's right.”
+
+L<Announced on 2019-02-20 by Atoomic|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2019/02/msg253750.html>
+
+=head2 v5.29.7 - Edsger W. Dijkstra: "Programming Considered as a Human Activity", IFIP Congress, New York, 1965.
+
+L<Announced on 2019-01-20 by Abigail|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2019/01/msg253444.html>
+
+When I became acquainted with the notion of algorithmic languages I
+never challenged the then prevailing notion that the problems of
+language design and implementation were mostly a question of
+compromises: every new convenience for the user had to be paid for
+by the implementation, either in the form of increased trouble
+during translation, or during execution or during both. Well, we
+are most certainly not living in Heaven and I am not going to deny
+the possibility of a conflict between convenience and efficiency,
+but now I do protest when this conflict is presented as a complete
+summing up of the situation. I am of the opinion that is worth-while
+to investigate what extent the needs of Man and Machine go hand in
+hand and to see what techniques we can devise of the benefit of all
+of us. I trust that this investigation will bear fruits and if this
+talk made some of you share this fervent hope, it has achieved its aim.
+
+=head2 v5.29.6 - Rudyard Kipling: "How the Camel Got His Hump"
+
+L<Announced on 2018-12-18 by Abigail|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2018/12/msg253187.html>
+
+ The Camel's hump is an ugly lump
+ Which well you may see at the Zoo;
+ But uglier yet is the hump we get
+ From having little to do.
+
+ Kiddies and grown-ups too-oo-oo
+ If we haven't enough to do-oo-oo,
+ We get the hump -
+ Cameelious hump -
+ The hump that is black and blue!
+
+ We climb out of bed with a frouzly head
+ And a snarly-yarly voice.
+ We shiver and scowl and we grunt and we growl
+ At our bath and our boots and our toys;
+
+ And there ought to be a corner for me
+ (And I know there is one for you)
+ When we get the hump -
+ Cameelious hump -
+ The hump that is black and blue!
+
+ The cure for this ill is to not sit still,
+ Or frowst with a book by the fire;
+ But to take a large hoe and a shovel also,
+ And dig till you gentle perspire;
+
+ And then you will find that the sun and the wind,
+ And the Djinn of the Garden too,
+ Have lifted the hump -
+ The horrible hump -
+ The hump that is black and blue!
+
+ I get it as well as you-oo-oo -
+ If I haven't enough to do-oo-oo!
+ We all get hump -
+ Cameelious hump -
+ Kiddies and grown-ups too!
+
+
+=head2 v5.29.5 - T. S. Eliot, "The Naming Of Cats"
+
+L<Announced on 2018-11-20 by Karen Etheridge|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2018/11/msg252839.html>
+
+ The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter,
+ It isn't just one of your holiday games;
+ You may think at first I'm as mad as a hatter
+ When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES.
+ First of all, there's the name that the family use daily,
+ Such as Peter, Augustus, Alonzo or James,
+ Such as Victor or Jonathan, George or Bill Bailey--
+ All of them sensible everyday names.
+ There are fancier names if you think they sound sweeter,
+ Some for the gentlemen, some for the dames:
+ Such as Plato, Admetus, Electra, Demeter--
+ But all of them sensible everyday names.
+ But I tell you, a cat needs a name that's particular,
+ A name that's peculiar, and more dignified,
+ Else how can he keep up his tail perpendicular,
+ Or spread out his whiskers, or cherish his pride?
+ Of names of this kind, I can give you a quorum,
+ Such as Munkustrap, Quaxo, or Coricopat,
+ Such as Bombalurina, or else Jellylorum-
+ Names that never belong to more than one cat.
+ But above and beyond there's still one name left over,
+ And that is the name that you never will guess;
+ The name that no human research can discover--
+ But THE CAT HIMSELF KNOWS, and will never confess.
+ When you notice a cat in profound meditation,
+ The reason, I tell you, is always the same:
+ His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation
+ Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name:
+ His ineffable effable
+ Effanineffable
+ Deep and inscrutable singular Name.
+
+=head2 v5.29.4 - The Mountain Goats, "Oceanographer's Choice"
+
+L<Announced on 2018-10-20 by Aaron Crane|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2018/10/msg252575.html>
+
+ Well
+ Guy in a skeleton costume
+ Comes up to the guy in the Superman suit
+ Runs through him with a broadsword
+ I flipped the television off
+ Bring all the bright lights up
+ Turn the radio up loud
+ I don't know why I'm so persuaded
+ That if I think things through
+ Long enough and hard enough
+ I'll somehow get to you
+ But then you came in and we locked eyes
+ You kicked the ashtray over as we came toward each other
+ Stubbed my cigarette out against the west wall
+ Quickly lit another
+ Look at that
+ Would you look at that?
+ We're throwing off sparks
+ What will I do when I don't have you
+ To hold onto in the dark?
+
+=head2 v5.29.3 - Mac Miller, "Senior Skip Day"
+
+L<Announced on 2018-09-20 by John 'genehack' Anderson|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2018/09/msg252255.html>
+
+ Enjoy the best things in your life
+ ’Cause you ain’t gonna get to live it twice
+ They say you waste time asleep
+ But I’m just tryin’ to dream
+
+=head2 v5.29.2 - Rick Riordan, "The Lightning Thief"
+
+L<Announced on 2018-08-20 by Chris 'BinGOs' Williams|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2018/08/msg251918.html>
+
+ Look, I didn't want to be a half-blood.
+
+ If you're reading this because you think you might be one,
+ my advice is: close this book right now. Believe whatever
+ lie your mom or dad told you about your birth, and try
+ to lead a normal life.
+
+ Being a half-blood is dangerous. It's scary. Most of the time,
+ it gets you killed in painful, nasty ways.
+
+ If you're a normal kid, reading this because you think it's
+ fiction, great. Read on. I envy you for being able to believe
+ that none of this ever happened.
+
+ But if you recognize yourself in these pages - if you feel
+ something stirring inside - stop reading immediately.
+ You might be one of us. And once you know that, it's only a
+ matter of time before they sense it too, and they'll come for you.
+
+=head2 v5.29.1 - Richard Curtis & Ben Elton, "Blackadder, Series 3, Episode 2: Ink and Incapability"
+
+L<Announced on 2018-07-20 by Steve Hay|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2018/07/msg251605.html>
+
+ Dr. Samuel Johnson: Here it is, sir: the very cornerstone of English
+ scholarship. This book, sir, contains every word in our beloved
+ language.
+
+ Prince Regent George: Hmm.
+
+ Edmund Blackadder: Every single one, sir?
+
+ Johnson: (confidently) Every single word, sir!
+
+ Blackadder: (to Prince) Oh, well, in that case, sir, I hope you will
+ not object if I also offer the Doctor my most enthusiastic
+ contrafribularities.
+
+ Johnson: What?
+
+ Blackadder: 'Contrafribularities,' sir? It is a common word down our
+ way.
+
+ Johnson: Damn! (writes in the book)
+
+ Blackadder: Oh, I'm sorry, sir. I'm anaspeptic, phrasmotic, even
+ compunctious to have caused you such pericombobulation.
+
+ Johnson: What? What? WHAT?
+
+=head2 v5.29.0 - Erle Stanley Gardner, The Case of the Grinning Gorilla
+
+L<Announced on 2018-06-26 by Sawyer X|http://nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/251297>
+
+ Courage is the only antidote for danger.
+
+=head2 v5.28.2 - Edward Lear, ed. Vivien Noakes, "The Complete Nonsense and Other Verse": The Jumblies
+
+L<Announced on 2019-04-19 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2019/04/msg254456.html>
+
+ They went to sea in a Sieve, they did,
+ In a Sieve they went to sea:
+ In spite of all their friends could say,
+ On a winter's morn, on a stormy day,
+ In a Sieve they went to sea!
+ And when the Sieve turned round and round,
+ And every one cried, 'You'll all be drowned!'
+ They called aloud, 'Our Sieve ain't big,
+ But we don't care a button! we don't care a fig!
+ In a Sieve we'll go to sea!'
+ Far and few, far and few,
+ Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
+ Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
+ And they went to sea in a Sieve.
+
+=head2 v5.28.2-RC1 - Edward Lear, ed. Vivien Noakes, "The Complete Nonsense and Other Verse": The Quangle Wangle's Hat
+
+L<Announced on 2019-04-05 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2019/04/msg254218.html>
+
+ On the top of the Crumpetty Tree
+ The Quangle Wangle sat,
+ But his face you could not see,
+ On account of his Beaver Hat.
+ For his Hat was a hundred and two feet wide,
+ With ribbons and bibbons on every side,
+ And bells, and buttons, and loops, and lace,
+ So that nobody ever could see the face
+ Of the Quangle Wangle Quee.
+
+=head2 v5.28.1 - Humphrey Burton, "Leonard Bernstein"
+
+L<Announced on 2018-11-29 by Steve Hay|http://nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2018/11/msg252975.html>
+
+On August 25, 1983, Leonard Bernstein celebrated his sixty-fifth
+birthday in his birthplace, Lawrence, Massachusetts. He had actually
+lived in the town for only a few weeks as a newborn baby, and had last
+visited it forty-nine years previously, in 1934, to get the name on his
+birth certificate altered from Louis to Leonard. But the citizens of
+Lawrence proposed to dedicate an outdoor theater to him in their
+heritage park and to provide not one but two local orchestras--the
+Merrimack Valley Philharmonic to play excerpts from his own compositions
+and the Greater Boston Youth Symphony and Chorus to perform the "Ode to
+Joy" and accompany Bernstein himself reading (for the only time in his
+life) the text of A Lincoln Portrait. So Bernstein turned down birthday
+invitations from Tanglewood and Central Park, New York, and the
+Hollywood Bowl and drove through the cheering if slightly bewildered
+crowds lining the streets of Lawrence in an open-topped 1928 Ford
+roadster, looking as homespun as James Stewart in Frank Capra's classic,
+It's a Wonderful Life.
+
+=head2 v5.28.0 - Martin Luther King, Jr., 1967
+
+L<Announced on 2018-06-22 by Sawyer X|http://nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/251240>
+
+ When we look at modern man we have to face the fact that modern man
+ suffers from a kind of poverty of the spirit which stands in glaring
+ contrast with his scientific and technological abundance. We've learned
+ to fly the air as birds, we've learned to swim the seas as fish, yet we
+ haven't learned to walk the earth as brothers and sisters.
+
+=head2 v5.28.0-RC4 - Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book
+
+L<Announced on 2018-06-19 by Sawyer X|http://nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/251212>
+
+ You're alive, Bod. That means you have infinite potential. You can do
+ anything, make anything, dream anything. If you can change the world,
+ the world will change. Potential. Once you're dead, it's gone. Over.
+ You've made what you've made, dreamed your dream, written your name.
+ You may be buried here, you may even walk. But that potential is
+ finished.
+
+=head2 v5.28.0-RC3 - Anthony Horowitz, Magpie Murders
+
+L<Announced on 2018-06-18 by Sawyer X|http://nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/251204>
+
+ These had been his plans. But if there was one thing that life had
+ taught him, it was the futility of making plans. Life had its own
+ agenda.
+
+=head2 v5.28.0-RC2 - Oliver Sacks, The Man Who Mistook His Wife For A Hat: And Other Clinical Tales
+
+L<Announced on 2018-06-06 by Sawyer X|http://nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/251122>
+
+ Had she not been of exceptional intelligence and literacy, with an
+ imagination filled and sustained, so to speak, by the images of
+ others, images conveyed by language, by the word, she might have
+ remained almost as helpless as a baby.
+
+=head2 v5.28.0-RC1 - Anu Garg, A Word A Day
+
+L<Announced on 2018-05-21 by Sawyer X|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2018/05/msg250999.html>
+
+ One doesn't have to know the unit of pain (dol) to realize that the
+ unit of joy is not the dollar, or any other currency for that matter.
+
+=head2 v5.27.11 - Tana French, In the Woods
+
+L<Announced on 2018-04-20 by Sawyer X|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2018/04/msg250571.html>
+
+ And then, too, I had learned early to assume something dark and
+ lethal hidden at the heart of anything I loved. When I couldn't find
+ it, I responded, bewildered and wary, in the only way I knew how: by
+ planting it there myself.
+
+=head2 v5.27.10 - Robert A. Heinlein, Time Enough for Love, p. 248
+
+L<Announced on 2018-03-20 by Todd Rinaldo|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2018/03/msg250042.html>
+
+ A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher
+ a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts,
+ build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders,
+ cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure,
+ program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly.
+ Specialization is for insects.
+
+=head2 v5.27.9 - Agatha Christie, "The Mysterious Affair at Styles"
+
+L<Announced on 2018-02-20 by Renee Bäcker|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2018/02/msg249549.html>
+
+ Poirot was an extraordinary looking little man. He was hardly more
+ than five feet, four inches, but carried himself with great dignity.
+ His head was exactly the shape of an egg, and he always perched it
+ a little on one side. His moustache was very stiff and military.
+ The neatness of his attire was almost incredible. I believe a
+ speck of dust would have caused him more pain than a bullet wound.
+ Yet this quaint dandified little man who, I was sorry to see, now
+ limped badly, had been in his time one of the most celebrated members
+ of the Belgian police. As a detective, his flair had been extraordinary,
+ and he had achieved triumphs by unravelling some of the most baffling
+ cases of the day.
+ He pointed out to me the little house inhabited by him and his fellow
+ Belgians, and I promised to go and see him at an early date. Then he
+ raised his hat with a flourish to Cynthia, and we drove away.
+ "He's a dear little man," said Cynthia. "I'd no idea you knew him."
+ "You've been entertaining a celebrity unawares," I replied.
+ And, for the rest of the way home, I recited to them the various
+ exploits and triumphs of Hercule Poirot.
+
+=head2 v5.27.8 - Jasper Fforde, "Shades of Grey"
+
+L<Announced on 2018-01-20 by Abigail|http://nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/248914>
+
+2.4.16.55.021: Males are to wear dresscode #6 during inter-Collective
+travel. Hats are encouraged, but not required.
+
+9.3.88.32.025: The cucumber and tomato are both fruit; the avocado
+is a nut. To assist with the dietary requirements of vegetarians,
+on the first Tuesday of the month a chicken is officially a vegetable.
+
+5.3.21.01.002: Once allocated, postcodes are permanent, and for life.
+
+6.1.02.11.235: Artifacture from before the Something That Happened
+may be collected, so long it does not appear on the Leapback list
+or possess color above 23 percent saturation.
+
+2.3.06.02.087: Unnecessary sharpening of pencils constitutes a waste
+of public resources, and will be punished as appropriate.
+
+2.1.01.05.002: All children are to attent school until the age of
+sixteen or until they have learned everything, whichever be the sooner.
+
+1.3.02.06.023: There shall be no staring at the sun, however good
+the reason.
+
+1.1.19.02.006: Team sports are mandatory in order to build character.
+Character is there to give purpose to team sports.
+
+2.3.03.01.006: Juggling shall not be practiced after 4:00 pm.
+
+
+=head2 v5.27.7 - Terry Pratchett, "Hogfather"
+
+L<Announced on 2017-12-20 by Chris 'BinGOs' Williams|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/12/msg248274.html>
+
+ Death looked at the sacks.
+
+ It was a strange but demonstrable fact that the sacks of
+ toys carried by the Hogfather, no matter what they
+ really contained, always appeared to have sticking out
+ of the top a teddy bear, a toy soldier in the kind of
+ colorful uniform that would stand out in a disco, a
+ drum and a red-and-white candy cane. The actual
+ contents always turned out to be something a bit
+ garish and costing $5.99.
+
+ Death had investigated one or two. There had been a
+ Real Agatean Ninja, for example, with Fearsome
+ Death Grip, and a Captain Carrot One-Man Night
+ Watch with a complete wardrobe of toy weapons, each
+ of which cost as much as the original wooden doll in
+ the first place.
+
+ Mind you, the stuff for the girls was just as
+ depressing. It seemed to be nearly all horses. Most of
+ them were grinning. Horses, Death felt, shouldn't grin.
+
+ Any horse that was grinning was planning something.
+
+=head2 v5.27.6 - Ogden Nash, "Behold the Duck"
+
+L<Announced on 2017-11-20 by Karen Etheridge|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/11/msg247489.html>
+
+ Behold the duck,
+ it does not cluck;
+ a cluck it lacks,
+ it quacks!
+
+ It is 'specially fond
+ of puddles or ponds;
+ when it dines or sups
+ it bottoms ups.
+
+
+=head2 v5.27.5 - Frank Birch, Dilly Knox & G. P. Mackeson, "Alice in I.D.25"
+
+L<Announced on 2017-10-20 by Steve Hay|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/10/msg246785.html>
+
+ 'Can I do anything?' Alice suggested timidly, thinking that something
+ dreadful must have happened.
+ The Waterflap jumped as if it had been shot. 'What are you doing
+ here?' it snapped. 'Take this at once into the Directional room,' and it
+ thrust the paper which had caused all the fuss into her hands.
+ 'But where is the Directional room?' she inquired, bewildered.
+ 'Why, there of course,' howled the Waterflap, pointing to a door.
+ 'How could I possibly know that!' Alice exclaimed, angered by his
+ rudeness.
+ 'Silly girl,' it hissed. 'Why, it's called the Directional room
+ because it's in that direction,' and it pushed her roughly through the
+ doorway.
+
+=head2 v5.27.4 - Richard Brautigan, "All Watched Over By Machines Of Loving Grace"
+
+L<Announced on 2017-09-20 by John SJ Anderson|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/09/msg246371.html>
+
+ I like to think (and
+ the sooner the better!)
+ of a cybernetic meadow
+ where mammals and computers
+ live together in mutually
+ programming harmony
+ like pure water
+ touching clear sky.
+
+ I like to think
+ (right now, please!)
+ of a cybernetic forest
+ filled with pines and electronics
+ where deer stroll peacefully
+ past computers
+ as if they were flowers
+ with spinning blossoms.
+
+ I like to think
+ (it has to be!)
+ of a cybernetic ecology
+ where we are free of our labors
+ and joined back to nature,
+ returned to our mammal
+ brothers and sisters,
+ and all watched over
+ by machines of loving grace.
+
+=head2 v5.27.3 - Rodgers and Hammerstein, "You'll Never Walk Alone"
+
+L<Announced on 2017-08-21 by Matthew Horsfall|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/08/msg245988.html>
+
+ When you walk through a storm
+ Hold your head up high
+ And don't be afraid of the dark
+
+ At the end of a storm
+ There's a golden sky
+ And the sweet silver song of a lark
+
+ Walk on through the wind
+ Walk on through the rain
+ Though your dreams be tossed and blown
+
+ Walk on, walk on
+ With hope in your heart
+ And you'll never walk alone
+
+ You'll never walk alone
+
+ Walk on, walk on
+ With hope in your heart
+ And you'll never walk alone
+
+ You'll never walk alone
+
+=head2 v5.27.2 - Lev Grossman, Codex
+
+L<Announced on 2017-07-20 by Aaron Crane|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/07/msg245585.html>
+
+ He went back for another stack of books: a three-volume English legal
+ treatise; a travel guide to Tuscany from the '20s crammed with faded
+ Italian wildflowers that fluttered out from between the pages like
+ moths; a French edition of Turgeniev so decayed that it came apart in
+ his hands; a register of London society from 1863. In a way it was
+ idiotic. He was treating these books like they were holy relics. It
+ wasn't like he would ever actually read them. But there was something
+ magnetic about them, something that compelled respect, even the silly
+ ones, like the Enlightenment treatise about how lightning was caused
+ by bees. They were information, data, but not in the form he was used
+ to dealing with it. They were non-digital, nonelectrical chunks of
+ memory, not stamped out of silicon but laboriously crafted out of wood
+ pulp and ink, leather and glue. Somebody had cared enough to write
+ these things; somebody else had cared enough to buy them, possibly
+ even read them, at the very least keep them safe for 150 years,
+ sometimes longer, when they could have vanished at the touch of a
+ spark. That made them worth something, didn't it, just by itself?
+ Though most of them would have bored him rigid the second he cracked
+ them open, which there wasn't much chance of. Maybe that was what he
+ found so appealing: the sight of so many books that he'd never have to
+ read, so much work he'd never have to do.
+
+=head2 v5.27.1 - Rona Munro, Doctor Who: Survival
+
+L<Announced on 2017-06-20 by Eric Herman|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/06/msg245055.html>
+
+ There are worlds out there where the sky is burning,
+ where the sea's asleep and the rivers dream,
+ people made of smoke and cities made of song.
+ Somewhere there's danger,
+ somewhere there's injustice
+ and somewhere else the tea is getting cold.
+ Come on, Ace, we've got work to do.
+
+=head2 v5.27.0 - Bertrand Russell, The Road to Happiness
+
+L<Announced on 2017-05-31 by Sawyer X|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/05/msg244580.html>
+
+ People who have theories as to how one should live tend to forget the
+ limitations of nature. If your way of life involves constant
+ restraint of impulse for the sake of some one supreme aim that you
+ have set yourself, it is likely that the aim will become increasingly
+ distasteful because of the efforts that it demands; impulse, denied
+ its normal outlets, will find others, probably in spite; pleasure, if
+ you allow yourself any at all, will be dissociated from the main
+ current of your life, and will become Bacchic and frivolous. Such
+ pleasure brings no happiness, but only a deeper despair.
+
+ -- Bertrand Russell, The Road to Happiness
+
+=head2 v5.26.3 - Humphrey Burton, "Leonard Bernstein"
+
+L<Announced on 2018-11-29 by Steve Hay|http://nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2018/11/msg252974.html>
+
+The origins of the name "Bernstein" are sometimes linked with the German
+noun Bernstein, which means "amber"--a translucent yellowish fossilized
+resin, used for ornaments and thought to possess magical properties.
+Leonard Bernstein would later call himself "Lenny Amber" when he needed
+a pseudonym for the popular piano transcriptions he published in his
+mid-twenties, and his business affairs would be organized within a
+company called Amberson Enterprises. There are several towns and
+villages named Bernstein in Germany and Austria (where the pronunciation
+is BernSTINE), but Bernstein's parents came from Jewish ghettos in
+northwestern Ukraine, where the last syllable is usually pronounced
+BernSHTAYN or STEEN. Sam insisted, however, on the mid-European style
+employed by the earlier immigrants.
+
+=head2 v5.26.2 - Desmond Morris, "Catwatching: The Essential Guide to Cat Behaviour"
+
+L<Announced on 2018-04-14 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2018/04/msg250440.html>
+
+How does a cat use its whiskers? The usual answer is that the whiskers
+are feelers that enable a cat to tell whether a gap is wide enough for
+it to squeeze through, but the truth is more complicated and more
+remarkable. In addition to their obvious role as feelers sensitive to
+touch, the whiskers also operate as air-current detectors. As the cat
+moves along in the dark it needs to manoeuvre past solid objects without
+touching them. Each solid object it approaches causes slight eddies in
+the air, minute disturbances in the currents of air movements, and the
+cat's whiskers are so amazingly sensitive that they can read these air
+changes and respond to the presence of solid obstacles even without
+touching them.
+
+=head2 v5.26.2-RC1 - Desmond Morris, "Catwatching: The Essential Guide to Cat Behaviour"
+
+L<Announced on 2018-03-24 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2018/03/msg250103.html>
+
+Cats have a way of endearing themselves to their owners, not just by
+their 'kittenoid' behaviour, which stimulates strong parental feelings,
+but also by their sheer gracefulness. There is an elegance and a
+composure about them that captivates the human eye. To the sensitive
+human being it becomes a privilege to share a room with a cat, exchange
+its glance, feel its greeting rub, or watch it gently luxuriate itself
+into a snoozing ball on a soft cushion.
+
+=head2 v5.26.1 - Samuel Taylor Coleridge, "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner"
+
+L<Announced on 2017-09-22 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/09/msg246408.html>
+
+ And soon I heard a roaring wind:
+ It did not come anear;
+ But with its sound it shook the sails,
+ That were so thin and sere.
+
+ The upper air burst into life!
+ And a hundred fire-flags sheen,
+ To and fro they were hurried about!
+ And to and fro, and in and out,
+ The wan stars danced between.
+
+=head2 v5.26.1-RC1 - Samuel Taylor Coleridge, "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner"
+
+L<Announced on 2017-09-10 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/09/msg246202.html>
+
+ At length did cross an Albatross,
+ Thorough the fog it came;
+ As if it had been a Christian soul,
+ We hailed it in God's name.
+
+ It ate the food it ne'er had eat,
+ And round and round it flew.
+ The ice did split with a thunder-fit;
+ The helmsman steered us through!
+
+ And a good south wind sprung up behind;
+ The Albatross did follow,
+ And every day, for food or play,
+ Came to the mariner's hollo!
+
+ In mist or cloud, on mast or shroud,
+ It perched for vespers nine;
+ Whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white,
+ Glimmered the white Moon-shine.'
+
+ 'God save thee, ancient Mariner!
+ From the fiends, that plague thee thus!—
+ Why look'st thou so?'—With my cross-bow
+ I shot the ALBATROSS.
+
+=head2 v5.26.0 - Nine Simone, Ain't Got No / I Got Life
+
+L<Announced on 2017-05-30 by Sawyer X|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/05/msg244573.html>
+
+ I've got the life
+ And I'm gonna keep it
+ I've got the life
+ And nobody's gonna take it away
+ I've got the life
+
+=head2 v5.26.0-RC2 - Richard Condon, The Manchurian Candidate
+
+L<Announced on 2017-05-23 by Sawyer X|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/05/msg244511.html>
+
+ Amateur psychiatric prognosis can be fascinating when there is
+ absolutely nothing else to do.
+
+=head2 v5.26.0-RC1 - Thomas Paine, Common Sense
+
+L<Announced on 2017-05-11 by Sawyer X|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/05/msg244337.html>
+
+ A long habit of not thinking a thing WRONG, gives it a superficial
+ appearance of being RIGHT, and raises at first a formidable outcry in
+ defense of custom. But the tumult soon subsides. Time makes more
+ converts than reason.
+
+=head2 v5.25.12 - Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five
+
+L<Announced on 2017-04-20 by Sawyer X|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/04/msg244146.html>
+
+ I have told my sons that they are not under any circumstances to take
+ part in massacres, and that the news of massacres of enemies is not
+ to fill them with satisfaction or glee.
+
+ I have also told them not to work for companies which make massacre
+ machinery, and to express contempt for people who think we need
+ machinery like that.
+
+=head2 v5.25.11 - Daniel Kahneman, Thinking, Fast and Slow
+
+L<Announced on 2017-03-20 by Sawyer X|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/03/msg243624.html>
+
+ Subjective confidence in a judgment is not a reasoned evaluation of
+ the probability that this judgment is correct. Confidence is a
+ feeling, which reflects the coherence of the information and the
+ cognitive ease of processing it. It is wise to take admissions of
+ uncertainty seriously, but declarations of high confidence mainly
+ tell you that an individual has constructed a coherent story in his
+ mind, not necessarily that the story is true.
+
+=head2 v5.25.10 - Erich Fried, 1968
+
+L<Announced on 2017-02-20 by Renee Bäcker|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/02/msg243173.html>
+
+ He who wants the world to remain as it is
+ doesn't want it to remain.
+
+=head2 v5.25.9 - A. A. Milne, "Winnie-the-Pooh", 1926
+
+L<Announced on 2017-01-20 by Abigail|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/01/msg242405.html>
+
+ Pooh always liked a little something at eleven o'clock in the
+ morning, and he was very glad to see Rabbit getting out the plates
+ and mugs; and when Rabbit said, "Honey or condensed milk with
+ your bread?" he was so excited that he said, "Both," and then,
+ so as not to seem greedy, he added, "But don't bother about the
+ bread, please."
+
+=head2 v5.25.8 - Langston Hughes, So long
+
+L<Announced on 2016-12-20 by Sawyer X|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/12/msg241739.html>
+
+ So long
+ is in the song
+ and it's in the way you're gone
+ but it's like a foreign language
+ in my mind
+ and maybe was I blind
+ I could not see
+ and would not know
+ you're gone so long
+ so long.
+
+=head2 v5.25.7 - J.R.R. Tolkien, "The Silmarillion"
+
+L<Announced on 2016-11-20 by Chad 'Exodist' Granum|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/11/msg241120.html>
+
+ Of Beren and Lúthien
+
+ Among the tales of sorrow and of ruin that come down to us from the darkness of
+ those days there are yet some in which amid weeping there is joy and under the
+ shadow of death light that endures. And of these histories most fair still in
+ the ears of the Elves is the tale of Beren and Lúthien. Of their lives was made
+ the Lay of Leithian, Release from Bondage, which is the longest save one of the
+ songs concerning the world of old; but here is told in fewer words and without
+ song.
+
+=head2 v5.25.6 - Alan Warner, "The Sopranos"
+
+L<Announced on 2016-10-10 by Aaron Crane|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/10/msg240406.html>
+
+ I'm up on all the pop trivia, says the guy with the stud in his tongue.
+ Are you?
+ Yes. Do you know who the lead singer of Echo and the Bunnymen is?
+ Let me guess, is he called Echo?
+ Good guess but no, anyway when they played Glastonbury it was so
+ muddy he had two roadies to hold up a binliner on each of his legs so
+ they wouldn't get covered in mud.
+ That's what being rich and famous is all about, having someone
+ else hold up your binliners on each leg when you're wandering across
+ a sea of shite.
+ Do you know what Sammy Davis Junior said being black and famous in
+ America meant?
+ No.
+ He said being black and famous in America meant he could be
+ refused entry to exclusive clubs and restaurants that other people
+ could only ever dream of going to. Do you know Michael Stipe likes to
+ send his remote control toy cars onto stage while his support band are
+ playing to freak them out?
+ Who's Michael Stipe?
+ You're not really a pop trivia person, are you, Kylah?
+ No, I'm not, Stephen.
+
+=head2 v5.25.5 - Philip K. Dick, VALIS
+
+L<Announced on 2016-09-20 by Stevan Little|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/09/msg239887.html>
+
+ We hypostatize information into objects. Rearrangement of objects is
+ change in the content of the information; the message has changed.
+ This is a language which we have lost the ability to read. We ourselves
+ are a part of this language; changes in us are changes in the content
+ of the information. We ourselves are information-rich; information
+ enters us, is processed and is then projected outward once more, now
+ in an altered form. We are not aware that we are doing this, that in
+ fact this is all we are doing
+
+=head2 v5.25.4 - Terry Pratchett, "Truckers"
+
+L<Announced on 2016-08-20 by Chris 'BinGOs' Williams|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/08/msg239191.html>
+
+ Concerning Nomes and Time
+
+ Nomes are small. On the whole, small creatures don't live for a long
+ time. But perhaps they do live fast.
+
+ Let me explain.
+
+ One of the shortest-lived creatures on the planet Earth is the adult
+ common mayfly. It lasts for one day. The longest-living things are
+ bristlecone pine trees, at 4,700 years and still counting.
+
+ This may seem tough on the mayflies. But the important thing is not
+ how long your life is, but how long it seems.
+
+ To a mayfly, a single hour may last as long as a century. Perhaps
+ old mayflies sit around complaining about how life this minute isn't a
+ patch on the good old minutes of long ago, when the world was
+ young and the sun seemed so much brighter and larvae showed you a
+ bit of respect. Whereas the trees, which are not famous to their
+ quick reactions, may just have time to notice the way the sky keeps
+ flickering before the dry rot and woodworm set in.
+
+ It's all a sort of relativity. The faster you live, the more time
+ stretches out. To a nome, a year lasts as long as ten years does to a
+ human. Remember it. Don't let it concern you. They don't. They don't
+ even know.
+
=head2 v5.25.3 - Edward Lear, ed. Vivien Noakes, "The Complete Nonsense and Other Verse": The Dong with a Luminous Nose
L<Announced on 2016-07-20 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/07/msg238158.html>
To find that the utmost reward
Of daring should be still to dare.
+=head2 v5.24.4 - Desmond Morris, "Catwatching: The Essential Guide to Cat Behaviour"
+
+L<Announced on 2018-04-14 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2018/04/msg250439.html>
+
+Cats hate doors. Doors simply do not register in the evolutionary story
+of the cat family. They constantly block patrolling activities and
+prevent cats from exploring their home range and then returning to their
+central, secure base at will. Humans often do not understand that a cat
+needs to make only a brief survey of its territory before returning with
+all the necessary information about the activities of other cats in the
+vicinity. It likes to make these tours of inspection at frequent
+intervals, but does not want to stay outside for very long, unless there
+has been some special and unexpected change in the condition of the
+local feline population.
+
+=head2 v5.24.4-RC1 - Desmond Morris, "Catwatching: The Essential Guide to Cat Behaviour"
+
+L<Announced on 2018-03-24 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2018/03/msg250102.html>
+
+The domestic cat is a contradiction. No animal has developed such an
+intimate relationship with mankind, while at the same time demanding and
+getting such independence of movement and action. The dog may be man's
+best friend, but it is rarely allowed out on its own to wander from
+garden to garden or street to street. The obedient dog has to be taken
+for a walk. The headstrong cat walks alone.
+
+=head2 v5.24.3 - Samuel Taylor Coleridge, "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner"
+
+L<Announced on 2017-09-22 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/09/msg246407.html>
+
+ Oh sleep! it is a gentle thing,
+ Beloved from pole to pole!
+ To Mary Queen the praise be given!
+ She sent the gentle sleep from Heaven,
+ That slid into my soul.
+
+ The silly buckets on the deck,
+ That had so long remained,
+ I dreamt that they were filled with dew;
+ And when I awoke, it rained.
+
+=head2 v5.24.3-RC1 - Samuel Taylor Coleridge, "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner"
+
+L<Announced on 2017-09-10 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/09/msg246201.html>
+
+ 'And now the STORM-BLAST came, and he
+ Was tyrannous and strong:
+ He struck with his o'ertaking wings,
+ And chased us south along.
+
+ With sloping masts and dipping prow,
+ As who pursued with yell and blow
+ Still treads the shadow of his foe,
+ And forward bends his head,
+ The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast,
+ And southward aye we fled.
+
+ And now there came both mist and snow,
+ And it grew wondrous cold:
+ And ice, mast-high, came floating by,
+ As green as emerald.
+
+ And through the drifts the snowy clifts
+ Did send a dismal sheen:
+ Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken—
+ The ice was all between.
+
+ The ice was here, the ice was there,
+ The ice was all around:
+ It cracked and growled, and roared and howled,
+ Like noises in a swound!
+
+=head2 v5.24.2 - Roald Dahl, "The Three Little Pigs"
+
+L<Announced on 2017-07-15 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/07/msg245527.html>
+
+ A short while later, through the wood,
+ Came striding brave Miss Riding Hood.
+ The Wolf stood there, his eyes ablaze
+ And yellowish, like mayonnaise.
+ His teeth were sharp, his gums were raw,
+ And spit was dripping from his jaw.
+ Once more the maiden's eyelid flickers.
+ She draws the pistol from her knickers.
+ Once more, she hits the vital spot,
+ And kills him with a single shot.
+ Pig, peeping through the window, stood
+ And yelled, 'Well done, Miss Riding Hood!'
+
+ Ah, Piglet, you must never trust
+ Young ladies from the upper crust.
+ For now, Miss Riding Hood, one notes,
+ Not only has two wolfskin coats,
+ But when she goes from place to place,
+ She has a PIGSKIN TRAVELLING CASE.
+
+=head2 v5.24.2-RC1 - Roald Dahl, "The Three Little Pigs"
+
+L<Announced on 2017-07-01 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/07/msg245292.html>
+
+ The animal I really dig
+ Above all others is the pig.
+ Pigs are noble. Pigs are clever,
+ Pig are courteous. However,
+ Now and then, to break this rule,
+ One meets a pig who is a fool.
+ What, for example, would you say
+ If strolling through the woods one day,
+ Right there in front of you you saw
+ A pig who'd built his house of STRAW?
+ The Wolf who saw it licked his lips,
+ And said, 'That pig has had his chips.'
+
+=head2 v5.24.1 - Charles Dodgson [as "Lewis Carroll"], "The Hunting of the Snark", Fit 4: The Hunting
+
+L<Announced on 2017-01-14 by Steve Hay|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/01/msg242259.html>
+
+ The Bellman looked uffish, and wrinkled his brow.
+ 'If only you'd spoken before!
+ It's excessively awkward to mention it now,
+ With the Snark, so to speak, at the door!
+
+ 'We should all of us grieve, as you well may believe,
+ If you never were met with again -
+ But surely, my man, when the voyage began,
+ You might have suggested it then?
+
+ 'It's excessively awkward to mention it now -
+ As I think I've already remarked.'
+ And the man they called 'Hi!' replied, with a sigh,
+ 'I informed you the day we embarked.
+
+ 'You may charge me with murder - or want of sense -
+ (We are all of us weak at times):
+ But the slightest approach to a false pretence
+ Was never among my crimes!
+
+ 'I said it in Hebrew - I said it in Dutch -
+ I said it in German and Greek:
+ But I wholly forgot (and it vexes me much)
+ That English is what you speak!'
+
+ ''Tis a pitiful tale,' said the Bellman, whose face
+ Had grown longer at every word:
+ 'But, now that you've stated the whole of your case,
+ More debate would be simply absurd.
+
+ 'The rest of my speech' (he exclaimed to his men)
+ 'You shall hear when I've leisure to speak it.
+ But the Snark is at hand, let me tell you again!
+ 'Tis your glorious duty to seek it!
+
+=head2 v5.24.1-RC5 - John Milton, ed. Gordon Campbell, "Paradise Regained", Book IV
+
+L<Announced on 2017-01-02 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/01/msg242016.html>
+
+ Thus passed the night so foul, till Morning fair
+ Came forth with pilgrim steps, in amice grey;
+ Who with her radiant finger stilled the roar
+ Of thunder, chased the clouds, and laid the winds,
+ And grisly spectres, which the fiend had raised
+ To tempt the Son of God with terrors dire.
+ And now the sun with more effectual beams
+ Had cheered the face of earth, and dried the wet
+ From drooping plant, or dropping tree; the birds,
+ Who all things now behold more fresh and green,
+ After a night of storm so ruinous,
+ Cleared up their choicest notes in bush and spray,
+ To gratulate the sweet return of morn.
+
+=head2 v5.24.1-RC4 - John Milton, ed. Gordon Campbell, "Paradise Lost", Book II
+
+L<Announced on 2016-10-12 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/10/msg240224.html>
+
+ Before the gates there sat
+ On either side a formidable shape;
+ The one seemed woman to the waste, and fair,
+ But ended foul in many a scaly fold,
+ Voluminous and vast -- a serpent armed
+ With mortal sting; about her middle round
+ A cry of hell hounds never ceasing barked
+ With wide Cerberean mouths full loud, and rung
+ A hideous peal; yet, when they list, would creep,
+ If aught disturbed their noise, into her womb,
+ And kennel there; yet there still barked and howled
+ Within unseen. Far less abhorred than these
+ Vexed Scylla, bathing in the sea that parts
+ Calabria from the hoarse Trinacrian shore;
+ Nor uglier follow the night-hag, when, called
+ In secret, riding through the air she comes,
+ Lured with the smell of infant blood, to dance
+ With Lapland witches, while the labouring moon
+ Eclipses at their charms. The other shape --
+ If shape it might be called that shape had none
+ Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb;
+ Or substance might be called that shadow seemed,
+ For each seemed either -- black it stood as night,
+ Fierce as ten Furies, terrible as hell,
+ And shook a dreadful dart: what seemed his head
+ The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
+ Satan was now at hand, and from his seat
+ The monster moving onward came as fast
+ With horrid strides; hell trembled as he strode.
+
+=head2 v5.24.1-RC3 - Dante Alighieri, trans. Dorothy L. Sayers and Barbara Reynolds, "The Divine Comedy", Cantica III: Paradise, Canto XXIII
+
+L<Announced on 2016-08-11 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/08/msg238909.html>
+
+ A bird within the bower of her delight,
+ Quiet upon the nest with her sweet brood
+ Throughout the dark concealment of the night,
+
+ Anxious to look on them and gather food -
+ No weary task for her, for as at play
+ Blithely she toils to seek her fledglings' good -
+
+ Before the time, upon the topmost spray
+ Eager awaits the sun and on the East
+ Fixes her wakeful eye till break of day.
+
+=head2 v5.24.1-RC2 - Dante Alighieri, trans. Dorothy L. Sayers, "The Divine Comedy", Cantica II: Purgatory, Canto X
+
+L<Announced on 2016-07-25 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/07/msg238269.html>
+
+ When we had crossed the threshold of that gate
+ Which the soul's evil loves put out of use,
+ Because they make the crooked path seem straight,
+
+ I heard its closing clang ring clamorous,
+ And had I then turned back my eyes to it
+ How could my fault have found the least excuse?
+
+ We had to climb now through a rocky slit
+ Which ran from side to side in many a swerve,
+ As runs the wave in onset and retreat.
+
+ "Now here," the master said, "we must observe
+ Some little caution, hugging now this wall,
+ Now that, upon the far side of the curve."
+
=head2 v5.24.1-RC1 - Dante Alighieri, trans. Dorothy L. Sayers, "The Divine Comedy", Cantica I: Hell, Canto XX
L<Announced on 2016-07-17 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/07/msg238072.html>
They sing while you slave and I just get bored
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
+=head2 v5.22.4 - Roald Dahl, "Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf"
+
+L<Announced on 2017-07-15 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/07/msg245526.html>
+
+ Then Little Red Riding Hood said, 'But Grandma,
+ what a lovely great big furry coat you have on.'
+ 'That's wrong!' cried Wolf. 'Have you forgot
+ 'To tell me what BIG TEETH I've got?
+ 'Ah well, no matter what you say,
+ 'I'm going to eat you anyway.'
+ The small girl smiles. One eyelid flickers.
+ She whips a pistol from her knickers.
+ She aims it at the creature's head
+ And bang bang bang, she shoots him dead.
+
+ A few weeks later, in the wood,
+ I came across Miss Riding Hood.
+ But what a change! No cloak of red,
+ No silly hood upon her head.
+ She said, 'Hello, and do please note
+ 'My lovely furry WOLFSKIN COAT.'
+
+=head2 v5.22.4-RC1 - Roald Dahl, "Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf"
+
+L<Announced on 2017-07-01 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/07/msg245293.html>
+
+ As soon as Wolf began to feel
+ That he would like a decent meal,
+ He went and knocked on Grandma's door.
+ When Grandma opened it, she saw
+ The sharp white teeth, the horrid grin,
+ And Wolfie said, 'May I come in?'
+ Poor Grandmamma was terrified,
+ 'He's going to eat me up!' she cried.
+ And she was absolutely right.
+ He ate her up in one big bite.
+
+=head2 v5.22.3 - Charles Dodgson [as "Lewis Carroll"], "Phantasmagoria", Canto 6: Discomfyture
+
+L<Announced on 2017-01-14 by Steve Hay|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/01/msg242258.html>
+
+ As one who strives a hill to climb,
+ Who never climbed before:
+ Who finds it, in a little time,
+ Grow every moment less sublime,
+ And votes the thing a bore:
+
+ Yet, having once begun to try,
+ Dares not desert his quest,
+ But, climbing, ever keeps his eye
+ On one small hut against the sky
+ Wherein he hopes to rest:
+
+ Who climbs till nerve and force are spent,
+ With many a puff and pant:
+ Who still, as rises the ascent,
+ In language grows more violent,
+ Although in breath more scant:
+
+ Who, climbing, gains at length the place
+ That crowns the upward track:
+ And, entering with unsteady pace,
+ Receives a buffet in the face
+ That lands him on his back:
+
+ And feels himself, like one in sleep,
+ Glide swiftly down again,
+ A helpless weight, from steep to steep,
+ Till, with a headlong giddy sweep,
+ He drops upon the plain -
+
+ So I, that had resolved to bring
+ Conviction to a ghost,
+ And found it quite a different thing
+ From any human arguing,
+ Yet dared not quit my post.
+
+=head2 v5.22.3-RC5 - John Milton, ed. Gordon Campbell, "Paradise Regained", Book II
+
+L<Announced on 2017-01-02 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/01/msg242017.html>
+
+ Thus wore out night; and now the herald lark
+ Left his ground-nest, high towering to descry
+ The Morn's approach, and greet her with his song;
+ As lightly from his grassy couch up rose
+ Our Saviour, and found all was but a dream;
+ Fasting he went to sleep, and fasting waked.
+ Up to a hill anon his steps he reared,
+ From whose high top to ken the prospect round,
+ If cottage were in view, sheep-cote, or herd;
+ But cottage, herd, or sheep-cote, none he saw --
+ Only in a bottom saw a pleasant grove,
+ With chant of tuneful birds resounding loud;
+ Thither he bent his way, determined there
+ To rest at noon, and entered soon the shade,
+ High-roofed and walks beneath, and alleys brown,
+ That opened in the midst a woody scene;
+ Nature's own work it seemed (Nature taught Art),
+ And, to a superstitious eye, the haunt
+ Of wood-gods and wood-nymphs.
+
+=head2 v5.22.3-RC4 - John Milton, ed. Gordon Campbell, "Paradise Lost", Book II
+
+L<Announced on 2016-10-12 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/10/msg240223.html>
+
+ Far off from these, a slow and silent stream,
+ Lethe, the river of oblivion, rolls
+ Her watery labyrinth, whereof who drinks
+ Forthwith his former state and being forgets --
+ Forgets both joy and grief, pleasure and pain.
+ Beyond this flood a frozen continent
+ Lies dark and wild, beat with perpetual storms
+ Of Whirlwind and dire hail, which on firm land
+ Thaws not, but gathers heap, and ruin seems
+ Of ancient pile; all else deep snow and ice,
+ A gulf profound as that Serbonian bog
+ Betwixt Damiata and Mount Casius old,
+ Where armies whole have sunk: the parching air
+ Burns frore, and cold performs the effect of fire.
+ Thither, by harpy-footed Furies haled,
+ At certain revolutions all the damned
+ Are brought; and feel by turns the bitter change
+ Of fierce extremes, extremes by change more fierce,
+ From beds of raging fire to starve in ice
+ Their soft ethereal warmth, and there to pine
+ Immovable, infixed, and frozen round
+ Periods of time -- thence hurried back to fire.
+ They ferry over this Lethean sound
+ Both to and fro, their sorrow to augment,
+ And wish and struggle, as they pass, to reach
+ The tempting stream, with one small drop to lose
+ In sweet forgetfulness all pain and woe,
+ All in one moment, and so near the brink;
+ But fate withstands, and, to oppose the attempt,
+ Medusa with Gorgonian terror guards
+ The ford, and of itself the water flies
+ All taste of living wight, as once it fled
+ The lip of Tantalus.
+
+=head2 v5.22.3-RC3 - Dante Alighieri, trans. Dorothy L. Sayers and Barbara Reynolds, "The Divine Comedy", Cantica III: Paradise, Canto IV
+
+L<Announced on 2016-08-11 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/08/msg238908.html>
+
+ Between two dishes, equally attractive
+ And near to him, a free man, I suppose,
+ Would starve to death before his teeth got active;
+
+ So would a lamb 'twixt two fierce wolfish foes,
+ Fearing the fangs both ways, not stir a foot;
+ So would a deerhound halt between two does;
+
+ So I can't blame myself for standing mute,
+ Nor praise myself: for I must needs so do,
+ Suspended 'twixt two doubts, alike acute.
+
+=head2 v5.22.3-RC2 - Dante Alighieri, trans. Dorothy L. Sayers, "The Divine Comedy", Cantica II: Purgatory, Canto I
+
+L<Announced on 2016-07-25 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2016/07/msg238270.html>
+
+ For better waters heading with the wind
+ My ship of genius now shakes out her sail
+ And leaves that ocean of despair behind;
+
+ For to the second realm I tune my tale,
+ Where human spirits purge themselves, and train
+ To leap up into joy celestial.
+
+ Now from the grave wake poetry again,
+ O sacred Muses I have served so long!
+ Now let Calliope uplift her strain
+
+ And lift my voice up on the mighty song
+ That smote the miserable Magpies nine
+ Out of all hope of pardon for their wrong!
+
=head2 v5.22.3-RC1 - Dante Alighieri, trans. Dorothy L. Sayers, "The Divine Comedy", Cantica I: Hell, Canto XII
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