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Saint Peter's Ants
They couldn't have chosen a nest-bed more complex, or vaster. I lauded their industry (toiling through Sunday, no qualms!), and almost felt guilty for loitering by their pilaster. My wife was the hold-up. Those scanty straps were a disaster, her shoulders cold-shouldered! Here, there's no right to bare arms. Basilicas don't come mightier, or more splendid, than this one: Saint Peter's in Rome, High Renaissance, wide-fabled by poets. The great Michelangelo crafted this Christian Aswan: they've gathered its glories in guidebooks, so no-one need miss one. Those frantic ants scampered on legend, but they didn't know it. And isn't that rather like us? As we hurry and scurry, accomplishing little, accounting ourselves oh so clever, ignoring the story (except our immediate worries), deploring as boring whatever creates no quick flurry, we miss the magnificence dwarfing our petty endeavours.
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