Mere air, these words, but delicious to hear.
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Anand Thakur
Mere air, these words, but delicious to hear.
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Death is an ill; ’tis thus the Gods decide: / For had death been a boon, the Gods had died.
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With his venom irresistible and bittersweet that loosener of limbs, Love reptile-like strikes me down
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Eros seizes and shakes my very soul like the wind on the mountain shaking ancient oaks.
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No honey for me, if it comes with a bee.
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How love the limb-loosener sweeps me away.
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In gold sandals / dawn like a thief / fell upon me.
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He who is fair to look upon is good, and he who is good will soon be fair also.
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When anger spreads through the breath, guard thy tongue from barking idly.
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Hesperus bringing together All that the morning star scattered.
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For some the fairest thing on the dark earth is Thermopylae, And the Spartan phalanx lowering lances to die.
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Although only breath, words which I command are immortal.
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Beauty endures only for as long as it can be seen; goodness, beautiful today, will remain so tomorrow.
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Some say an army of horsemen, or infantry, A fleet of ships is the fairest thing On the face of the black earth, but I say It’s what one loves.
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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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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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