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We shine with brightness. And I who am here dissembled Proffer my deeds to oblivion, and my love To the posterity of the desert and the fruit of the gourd.
T.S. Eliot • The Essential T.S. Eliot
Add wings to thy speed, sweet evening; and thou, moon, I charge thee, shroud thy beams at the moment when my Pleyel whispers love.
Charles Brockden Brown • Wieland: or, the Transformation, an American Tale
The Hollow Men by T S Eliot - Famous poems, famous poets. - All ...
allpoetry.comThe freshness of youth and love dazzles him with its resemblance to morning.
Ralph Waldo Emerson • Nature
“My heart is on fire; but my eyes are as cold as ashes.”
Andrew Boyd • I Want a Better Catastrophe: Navigating the Climate Crisis with Grief, Hope, and Gallows Humor
I find each year that I grow no older, no more wise: only that I cart the same old Thomas Hart about in a body showing signs of wear.’
Sarah Perry • Enlightenment
Youth to itself rebels, though none else near.