The foremost logical prerequisite of a rigid classification is that a mental item belong to no more than one category. Such either.../or logic presupposes a digital mode of thinking, which, unlike its analog counterpart, does not tolerate any "gray" shadings among mental fields. "Digital thinking" has a staccato character somewhat evocative of the on/off nature of the conventional light switch or the convulsive progression of time on digital clocks, in marked contradistinction to the smooth, legato style of the dimmer or the traditional analog clock.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
In the cowslips peeps I lie, Hidden from the buzzing fly,... While green grass beneath me lies, Pearled wi' dew like fishes' eyes, Here I lye, a clock-a-clay, Waiting for the time o' day.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night,... When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls all silvered o'er with white: When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the herd And summer's green all girded up in sheaves Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard: Then of thy beauty do I question make That thou among the wastes of time must go, Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake, And die as fast as they see others grow, And nothing 'gainst Time's scythe can make defence Save breed to brave him, when he takes thee hence.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
What brought them there so far from their home, Cuchulain that fought night long with the foam,... What says the Clock in the Great Clock Tower? Niamh that rode on it; lad and lass That sat so still and played at the chess? What but heroic wantonness?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
What says the Clock in the Great Clock Tower? And all alone comes riding there... The King that could make his people stare, Because he had feathers instead of hair. A slow low note and an iron bell.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
"Pop" Wyman ruled here with a firm but gentle hand; no drunken man was ever served at the bar; no married man was allowed to play ...at the tables; across the face of the large clock was written "Please Don't Swear," and over the orchestra appeared the gentle admonition, "Don't Shoot the Pianist--He's Doing His Damndest."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Like figures on an ancient clock, Warrior, or saint, or clown... (All's one to the machine) that wake When each stale hour is done, And with preliminary whirr Play their allotted role, Stiffly advance, engage, retire Trembling a little still, So blandly nodding Death and I Nearer and nearer march, At the click of night and the click of day, -- Click-clack! We approach, we approach!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »