Sphaera Recta
- Matt Talamini
- "They shall not come with warships / They shall not waste with brands / But books be all their eating / And ink be on their hands. "Not with the humour of hunters / Or savage skill in war / But ordering all things with dead words / Strings shall they make of beasts and birds / And wheels of wind and star. "They shall come mild as monkish clerks / With many a scroll and pen / And backward shall ye turn and gaze / Desiring one of Alfred's days / When pagans still were men.