The sun has gone down, and the water has gone down / From the weed-clad rock, but the distant cloud-wall rises.

This school is well-known for having teachers of high quality.

I had it with your antics!

There is, again, a peculiar beauty in the disanthropic moment. Of course, people are only temporarily absent—decentred from the narrative focus by war, rumbling just over the horizon—and by no means irredeemably banished.