CARLYLE AND THE ROOSTERS Those cock cries banished sleep-- kept him from work all day. Words snarled in rooster throats. Word meanings went astray. They built him a soundproof room, shut every noise away; but the roosters went inside-- in his head he heard them say: "The hero is a giant cock. History--mere rooster play. Duty's whatever you do, work a holiday-- "and the rooster of all great roosters on his fence post sits and brays of the nowhere of tomorrow, the nothingness of today."
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