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Post by Cearnach » Thu May 28, 2020 2:09 am

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Built on the site of Roman Londinium's amphitheater, believed by the people of 1189 to have been the palace of Brutus of Troy, London's (entirely mythological) founder, the Guildhall is the town hall of London, site of the Mayor of London's office, and meeting-place of its great artisan's guilds. It is the beating heart of the governance and commerce of the city, and, in time, it will become the beating heart of England itself. For now, it is a great place to transact business with the lesser luminaries of the kingdom and the hoi polloi as well.
Gm * Man of Angles * Sionnach * Scealai *

Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,/Every poem an epitaph. And any action/Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea's throat/Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start.
We die with the dying:/See, they depart, and we go with them./We are born with the dead:/See, they return, and bring us with them./The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree/Are of equal duration. A people without history/Is not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern/Of timeless moments. So, while the light fails/On a winter's afternoon, in a secluded chapel/History is now and England --Eliot, Little Gidding
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