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28th metal . voice
The Admiral makes you a warden before you finish learning. Finding out what's right and what's wrong.
Is that because you never stop learning?
Is that because you never stop learning?
I'm not sure anyone can graduate without realising they need to keep learning, love.
[She's so pleased to see him.]
[She's so pleased to see him.]
Doesn't, does it?
...You reminded me of a poem. 'Old on while I find it.
...You reminded me of a poem. 'Old on while I find it.
Could be.
Didn't get a chance to say anything when the announcement went up but glad you made it.
[a beat] I'm sorry about Elena.
Didn't get a chance to say anything when the announcement went up but glad you made it.
[a beat] I'm sorry about Elena.
Warning to Children
Children, if you dare to think
Of the greatness, rareness, muchness
Fewness of this precious only
Endless world in which you say
You live, you think of things like this:
Blocks of slate enclosing dappled
Red and green, enclosing tawny
Yellow nets, enclosing white
And black acres of dominoes,
Where a neat brown paper parcel
Tempts you to untie the string.
In the parcel a small island,
On the island a large tree,
On the tree a husky fruit.
Strip the husk and pare the rind off:
In the kernel you will see
Blocks of slate enclosed by dappled
Red and green, enclosed by tawny
Yellow nets, enclosed by white
And black acres of dominoes,
Where the same brown paper parcel -
Children, leave the string alone!
For who dares undo the parcel
Finds himself at once inside it,
On the island, in the fruit,
Blocks of slate about his head,
Finds himself enclosed by dappled
Green and red, enclosed by yellow
Tawny nets, enclosed by black
And white acres of dominoes,
With the same brown paper parcel
Still untied upon his knee.
And, if he then should dare to think
Of the fewness, muchness, rareness,
Greatness of this endless only
Precious world in which he says
he lives - he then unties the string.
Robert Graves
Children, if you dare to think
Of the greatness, rareness, muchness
Fewness of this precious only
Endless world in which you say
You live, you think of things like this:
Blocks of slate enclosing dappled
Red and green, enclosing tawny
Yellow nets, enclosing white
And black acres of dominoes,
Where a neat brown paper parcel
Tempts you to untie the string.
In the parcel a small island,
On the island a large tree,
On the tree a husky fruit.
Strip the husk and pare the rind off:
In the kernel you will see
Blocks of slate enclosed by dappled
Red and green, enclosed by tawny
Yellow nets, enclosed by white
And black acres of dominoes,
Where the same brown paper parcel -
Children, leave the string alone!
For who dares undo the parcel
Finds himself at once inside it,
On the island, in the fruit,
Blocks of slate about his head,
Finds himself enclosed by dappled
Green and red, enclosed by yellow
Tawny nets, enclosed by black
And white acres of dominoes,
With the same brown paper parcel
Still untied upon his knee.
And, if he then should dare to think
Of the fewness, muchness, rareness,
Greatness of this endless only
Precious world in which he says
he lives - he then unties the string.
Robert Graves
Zane's brilliant. 'E were my warden in a flood once and if 'e can deal with me, 'e can deal with anyone.
Your mindset is readjusted with the help of someone else, or several someones. A warden, in this case. Not necessarily a bad thing.
[Not necessarily a good thing, either.]
[Not necessarily a good thing, either.]
I think it's news to him.
Anyway, it's not like anybody ever gets 100% fixed. If they did everybody'd be really boring.
Anyway, it's not like anybody ever gets 100% fixed. If they did everybody'd be really boring.
About that... there are a few more unknown metals to test, aren't there?
Aye. This version knows more and 'e'll be even better.
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