I don't mean sound as decoration or elaboration, but the actual cadence that moves the thing along. - Seamus Heaney

But every now and then, just weighing in is what it must come down to, and without any self-exculpation or self-pity.

Afterwards a boy-child was born to Shield,
a cub in the yard, a comfort sent
by God...

History says, Don’t hope
On this side of the grave,
But then, once in a lifetime
The longed-for tidal wave
Of justice can rise up,
And hope and history rhyme