March 5, 1616
Years ago I wrote this:
Can honor set a leg? Or set an arm? Or take away the pain of a wound? What is honor? A word? What is that word? Air? What has it? The fellow who died on Wednesday, does he feel it? Does he hear it?
But I still hear it...honor lives for me, in my memories of my father, for all those who have worked before I came into being, for the cathedral spire, the ship, the cut gem, the book, the play, the figure standing in sun and snow...
13th
Very sick for three days. Dr. Hall. Others.
Pain.
Can’t get to the oriel.
Wouldn’t know a hawk from a handsaw.