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author | Steve Hay <steve.m.hay@googlemail.com> | 2017-09-22 22:49:24 +0100 |
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committer | Steve Hay <steve.m.hay@googlemail.com> | 2017-09-22 23:18:40 +0100 |
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Epigraphs for 5.24.3 and 5.26.1
(cherry picked from commit a27f6b0473b3c41bb2d09189be73899dab1e2cb9)
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diff --git a/Porting/epigraphs.pod b/Porting/epigraphs.pod index 633aafdd29..69a0c54b3b 100644 --- a/Porting/epigraphs.pod +++ b/Porting/epigraphs.pod @@ -131,6 +131,21 @@ L<Announced on 2017-05-31 by Sawyer X|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5. -- Bertrand Russell, The Road to Happiness +=head2 v5.26.1 - Samuel Taylor Coleridge, "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner" + +L<Announced on 2017-09-22 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/09/msg246408.html> + + And soon I heard a roaring wind: + It did not come anear; + But with its sound it shook the sails, + That were so thin and sere. + + The upper air burst into life! + And a hundred fire-flags sheen, + To and fro they were hurried about! + And to and fro, and in and out, + The wan stars danced between. + =head2 v5.26.1-RC1 - Samuel Taylor Coleridge, "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner" L<Announced on 2017-09-10 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/09/msg246202.html> @@ -404,6 +419,21 @@ L<Announced on 2016-05-09 by Ricardo Signes|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl. To find that the utmost reward Of daring should be still to dare. +=head2 v5.24.3 - Samuel Taylor Coleridge, "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner" + +L<Announced on 2017-09-22 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/09/msg246407.html> + + Oh sleep! it is a gentle thing, + Beloved from pole to pole! + To Mary Queen the praise be given! + She sent the gentle sleep from Heaven, + That slid into my soul. + + The silly buckets on the deck, + That had so long remained, + I dreamt that they were filled with dew; + And when I awoke, it rained. + =head2 v5.24.3-RC1 - Samuel Taylor Coleridge, "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner" L<Announced on 2017-09-10 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.porters/2017/09/msg246201.html> |