Space Is Ample, East And West, But Two Cannot Go Abreast, Cannot Travel In It Two: Yonder Masterful Cuckoo Crowds Every Egg Out Of The Nest, Quick Or Dead, Except Its Own; A Spell Is Laid On Sod And Stone, Night And Day Were Tampered With, Every Quality And Pith Surcharged And Sultry With A Power That Works Its Will On Age And Hour.