At 01:18 PM 07/09/00 -0500, you wrote:
>"The poetry of history lies in the quasi-miraculous fact that once on
>this earth, once, on this familiar spot of ground, walked other men and
>women, as actual as we are today, thinking their own thoughts, swayed
>by their own passions, but now all gone, one generation after another,
>gone as utterly as we ourselves shall shortly be gone like a ghost at
>cockcrow."
>
>George Macaulay Trevelyan
>Autobiography and Other Essays
>Longmans, Green, 1949
>
>http://www.inch.com/~buehler/quotes.html
Beats me how you did that! I had searched extensively and come up with nada.
You truly are a wizard.
Many thanks.
Robert Turnbull, Toronto, Canada
Please visit <www.thehungersite.com>
