Matt's blog has a tattered coat as logo and its motto is "but a paltry thing."
I bet Nick will know the source:
An aged man is but a paltry thing,
A tattered coat upon a stick, unless
Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing
For every tatter in its mortal dress.
William Butler Yeats, Sailing to Byzantium, st. 2, The Tower (1928).
Here's a link to the whole of The Tower from Humanities Web.
It's a death song and it ends:
.....gather me
Into the artifice of eternity.
Once out of nature I shall never take
My bodily form from any natural thing,
But such a form as Grecian goldsmiths make
Of hammered gold and gold enameling
To keep a drowsy Emperor awake;
Or set upon a golden bough to sing
To lords and ladies of Byzantium
Of what is past, or passing, or to come.
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