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May I write words more naked than flesh, stronger than bone, more resilient than sinew, sensitive than nerve.

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Love – bittersweet, irrepressible – loosens my limbs and I tremble.
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Love Myself Tremble
Death is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die.
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Death Evil God Judgement
Builders, raise the ceiling high, Raise the dome into the sky, Hear the wedding song! For the happy groom is near, Tall as Mars, and statelier, Hear the wedding song!
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Build Marriage Raise Sky
Mere air, these words, but delicious to hear.
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The moon has set In a bank of jet That fringes the Western sky, The pleiads seven Have sunk from heaven And the midnight hurries by; My hopes are flown And, alas! alone On my weary couch I lie.
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Alone Bank Heaven Hope Lying Moon Myself
What cannot be said will be wept.
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Anand Thakur
Love, like a mountain-wind upon an oak, falling upon me, shakes me leaf and bough.
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Fall Love Mountain Nature
Experience shows us Wealth unchaperoned by Virtue is never an innocuous neighbor.
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Experience Neighbor Virtue
Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.
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Heart Mountain Myself Root Wild
Hesperus bringing together All that the morning star scattered.
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Bring Morning Togetherness
All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.
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Anand Thakur
Although only breath, words which I command are immortal.
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Breathe Command Immortal Myself Word
The Moon and Pleiades have set, Midnight is nigh, The time is passing, passing, yet Alone I lie.
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Anand Thakur
The moon is setand the Pleiades; Middle ofthe night, time passes by,I lie alone.
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Alone Moon Night Pass Time
Death is an ill; ’tis thus the Gods decide: / For had death been a boon, the Gods had died.
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Death Decision God Sick
Would Jove appoint some flower to reign, in matchless beauty on the plain, the Rose (mankind will all agree). The Rose the queen of flowers should be.
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Anand Thakur

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