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You died, but it was not your words that faltered. You’d husbanded the language all your life, And when at last your friends and students metTo share a few brief speeches,...

Nature and history have made us what we are, fat hapless amateurs stranded some ninety million miles from the nearest star, and if I can be candid,as I always try to be with those...

Those early weeks, you could have been anyone,   Too young for fingerprints, much less a name,And years away from our first catch-and-toss—   A little flesh and blood, no brain,...