Jul 25, 2008 04:37
Once upon an Awakening dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a Faint and furious volume of Ill-gotten bore.
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping
As of someone intently rapping, rapping at my Firewall door
''Tis some hacker,' I muttered, 'tapping at my firewall door -
Only this, and nothing more'
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak house center
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; - Vainly I had sought to borrow
From my notebooks surcease of sorrow - Sorrow for my lost Rapport
For the rare and radiant medium whom the angels named Rapport -
Nameless here for evermore.