I know not what to do, my mind is divided.
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Anand Thakur
I know not what to do, my mind is divided.
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Love, like a mountain-wind upon an oak, falling upon me, shakes me leaf and bough.
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Raise high the roof-beam, carpenters. Like Ares comes the bridegroom, taller far than a tall man.
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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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Once again love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done.
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All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.
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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 is a cunning weaver of fantasies and fables.
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Death must be an evil and the gods agree; for why else would they live for ever?
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How love the limb-loosener sweeps me away.
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Love – bittersweet, irrepressible – loosens my limbs and I tremble.
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I took my lyre and said: come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument.
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Death is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die.
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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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Experience shows us Wealth unchaperoned by Virtue is never an innocuous neighbor.
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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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