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On His Blindness JOHN MILTON When I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days , in this dark world and wide , And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless , though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker ...
On His Blindness JOHN MILTON When I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days , in this dark world and wide , And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless , though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker ...
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The doors leap open , emptying light ; Stretchers are laid out , the mangled lifted And stowed into the little hospital . Then the bell , breaking the hush , tolls once , And the ambulance with its terrible ...
The doors leap open , emptying light ; Stretchers are laid out , the mangled lifted And stowed into the little hospital . Then the bell , breaking the hush , tolls once , And the ambulance with its terrible ...
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Elegy for Jane ( My student , thrown by a horse ) THEODORE ROETHKE I remember the neckcurls , limp and damp as tendrils ; And her quick look , a sidelong pickerel smile ; And how , once startled into talk , the light syllables leaped ...
Elegy for Jane ( My student , thrown by a horse ) THEODORE ROETHKE I remember the neckcurls , limp and damp as tendrils ; And her quick look , a sidelong pickerel smile ; And how , once startled into talk , the light syllables leaped ...
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