=head1 EPIGRAPHS
+=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 2017-07-20 by Matthew Horsfall|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/08/msg245988.html>
+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
-- Bertrand Russell, The Road to Happiness
+=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>
To find that the utmost reward
Of daring should be still to dare.
+=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>
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