Bridget you are my darling, Bridget you are my wife, O you are such an angel that you wholly light up my life. When you walk in the room, I am filled with delight, For your smile is so cheerful and your eyes are so bright, That I can think of nothing that I more want to see Than the face of that sweetheart who is always with me....
O my wife, I love you! I always have, I always will, The way you talk, the way you laugh, The kindness that you always show, That gorgeous smile of yours, Your cheerful sense of fun, Which always makes your grandsons giggle, These are some, but only some Of the many reasons why I shall love you till I die....
Typi non habent claritatem insitam; est usus legentis in iis qui facit eorum claritatem. Investigationes demonstraverunt lectores legere me lius quod ii legunt saepius. Claritas est etiam processus dynamicus, qui sequitur mutationem consuetudium lectorum. Mirum est notare quam littera gothica, quam nunc putamus parum claram, anteposuerit litterarum formas humanitatis per seacula quarta decima et quinta decima. Eodem modo typi, qui nunc nobis videntur parum clari, fiant sollemnes in futurum. Aenean non vestibulum mauris. Donec ac nulla faucibus justo accumsan interdum eu id lectus. Vestibulum ante ipsum primis in...
Seen through a grille of squares, the sky, Is split up, intersected, neat, Closely related, tree and cloud, Rooftop and spire trick the eye To think geometry complete, To make the world an ordered crowd Of lines and squares, intensify Rationalism in defeat. This is another way to shroud An ill-conceived complexity Beneath a simple form, replete With all the errors of the proud, Who hope, by thinking, to retain A cosmos in their compassed brain....