From 643d9ceb308c206a6e572c7c555168ff0ca60bc1 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Case Duckworth Date: Fri, 27 Mar 2015 15:40:42 -0700 Subject: Fix #5: Verse typesetting Thanks to the pandoc-discussion thread at , line breaks in verse have been converted to s, which enables the CSS to style them with hanging indents, given a too-small viewport. This commit also includes a makefile edit to reflect this change, and the Haskell source and executable of the pandoc filter. --- boy_bus.html | 8 ++++---- 1 file changed, 4 insertions(+), 4 deletions(-) (limited to 'boy_bus.html') diff --git a/boy_bus.html b/boy_bus.html index 6c4dcd0..7b3ba32 100644 --- a/boy_bus.html +++ b/boy_bus.html @@ -36,10 +36,10 @@
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When he said Bible I heard his southern accent
and he had a face I expect all pastors must have
a round open honest face
that will always be a boy’s face
though its owner may rightly call himself a man
near my age though I hardly call myself a man

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I have seen this face before whether in life or a dream
I can’t tell
I might’ve seen him on the street once
twice who knows and his pastor’s moon face
reminds me of something
some distant light my life used to own

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One night on my birthday the moon was so strong it cast shadows
I could see to the far hill and back it was all clear to me

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The moon hasn’t done that in a long time
its face has been obscured by clouds for weeks
and that boy on the bus his face I’ve forgotten
I thought I recognized a good number of people
on that bus who I didn’t know at all

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When he said Bible I heard his southern accentand he had a face I expect all pastors must havea round open honest facethat will always be a boy’s facethough its owner may rightly call himself a mannear my age though I hardly call myself a man

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I have seen this face before whether in life or a dreamI can’t tellI might’ve seen him on the street oncetwice who knows and his pastor’s moon facereminds me of somethingsome distant light my life used to own

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One night on my birthday the moon was so strong it cast shadowsI could see to the far hill and back it was all clear to me

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The moon hasn’t done that in a long timeits face has been obscured by clouds for weeksand that boy on the bus his face I’ve forgottenI thought I recognized a good number of peopleon that bus who I didn’t know at all