The train had poor serviceability; its mechanical parts were hard to access.

Secure—unnoted—Conrad's prow pass'd by, / And anchor'd where his ambush meant to lie; / Screen'd from espial by the jutting cape, / That rears on high its rude fantastic shape.

You can see the difference between the amateur hour of the earliest independent rap covers and the Quarked and Photoshopped delights today's platinum artists offer us, und this difference is where the story lies.

Whereas your personal actions, which are great and brave, carry your honor round the universe; inscribe your names into the register of eternity; and you thereby raise trophies to your memory, which shall out-cast the mausolæan monument.