I wander through each chartered street,
Near where the chartered Thames does flow,
And mark in every face I meet
Marks of order, marks of law.

In every pendulum's tireless swing,
In every whirling clockwork gear,
In every voice, in every thing,
The God-forged harmony I hear.

How the Chimney-sweeper's sigh
Prevents the shining Church's collapse;
And how the Soldier's battlecry
Redraws in blood the Nation's maps.

But most through midnight streets I hear
How the Railway Guardian's shout
Dispels each traveller's worst fear,
And guides the Sun along its route.

-Gabriel Syme, "A Cheap Plastic William Blake Imitation".

@темы: Габриэль Сайм

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MAKE YOUR OWN SKY

For centuries, humankind has toiled thanklessly in a colorless world beneath the uncaring grey sky. Yet nothing lasts forever. With this set, you can paint a sky of your own, anywhere, at any time. The ancient power of the Sky Makers is now in your hands, and the world will never be the same again.

This set contains:
- The Paintbrush of Destiny.
- Paint pots* that contain three colors of Fate: Pristine White, Nocturnal Black and Cerulean Dream.
- Templates of celestial objects to build your own constellation and star systems.
- An instruction manual written by mad poet Gabriel Syme.
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