[Ohioan]

Yes. It forces you to actually picture the lights going out in the center of the Fifth Century world, even as a primitive tribe is slaughtered. If you are able to picture what you read about, it makes the fine hair seem to stand up on the back of the neck.

Of course, America since 1965 has "accomplished" what it took Rome about 500 years to accomplish on the road to perdition. God Help us; although to be honest, we do not deserve it. We have betrayed the most manifest of Blessings, following those wonder promising Gods of the Market--now prancing in triumph in Washington.

[Oztrich Boy]

The man could craft a phrase

His dead are in the churchyard—thirty generations laid.
Their names were old in history when Domesday Book was made;- The Land

She who faces Death by torture for each life beneath her breast
May not deal in doubt or pity—must not swerve for fact or jest.- Female of the Species

But remember, please, the Law by which we live,
We are not built to comprehend a lie,
We can neither love nor pity nor forgive.
If you make a slip in handling us you die! - Secret of the Machines

They finger death at their gloves' end where they piece and repiece the living wires. - Sons of Martha.