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28 Jan

His speech is a burning fire;
With his lips he travaileth;
In his heart is a blind desire,
In his eyes a foreknowledge of death;
He weaves, and is clothed with derision;
Sows, and he shall not reap;
His life is a watch or a vision
Between a sleep and a sleep

–from “Before the Beginning of Years” by Algernon Charles Swinburne (1837-1909)

 
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Posted by on January 28, 2014 in Arts, Poetry and Music, Writing

 

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