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Right. I finished two ridiculously long and horrible exams today, and I'm dead-beat. If there's a word that means more than exhausted, that's me. BUT, on the bright side, once I collapse today, I've tomorrow off to rest, and I *might*, just might, actually get some stuff done. *cross fingers*
And completely unrelated, and apropos of nothing, I found a couple of lines of G.M. Hopkins poem 'The Windhover' that are awesome, and for some reason fit with DCAU Hawkgirl in my head:
And completely unrelated, and apropos of nothing, I found a couple of lines of G.M. Hopkins poem 'The Windhover' that are awesome, and for some reason fit with DCAU Hawkgirl in my head:
"My heart in hiding
Stirred for a bird,--the achieve of, the mastery of the thing!
Brute beauty and valour and act, oh, air, pride, plume, here"
Brute beauty and valour and act ... damnit, that's just ... Hats off to the manic-depressive little Jesuit, but he sure had a way with words! That line is going to stick in my head forever. More than just Shayera. That is so many of my favourite people ... just six words that perfectly encapsulate an ideal. Damn the man. It's gorgeous!
