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  • Eunice Banderasцитируетв прошлом году
    Therefore the man with heavy eyes

    Declines the gambit, shows fatigue,

    Leaves the room and reappears

    Outside the window, leaning in,
  • b2246872319цитирует4 года назад
    For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
    For I have known them all already, known them all:
    Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
    I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
    I know the voices dying with a dying fall
  • b2246872319цитирует4 года назад
    I have lost my passion: why should I need to keep it
    Since what is kept must be adulterated?
  • Eunice Banderasцитируетв прошлом году
    Tightening its lusts and luxuries.

    Donne, I suppose, was such another

    Who found no substitute for sense;

    To seize and clutch and penetrate,

    Expert beyond experience,

    He knew the anguish of the marrow

    The ague of the skeleton;

    No contact possible to flesh

    Allayed the fever of the bone.
  • Николай Зубовцитирует2 года назад
    The broad-backed hippopotamus

    Rests on his belly in the mud;

    Although he seems so firm to us

    He is merely flesh and blood.

    Flesh-and-blood is weak and frail,

    Susceptible to nervous shock;
  • Николай Зубовцитирует2 года назад
    The broad-backed hippopotamus

    Rests on his belly in the mud;

    Although he seems so firm to us

    He is merely flesh and blood.

    Flesh-and-blood is weak and frail,

    Susceptible to nervous shock
  • Eunice Banderasцитирует2 года назад
    The smoky candle end of time

    Declines. On the Rialto once.

    The rats are underneath the piles.

    The jew is underneath the lot.

    Money in furs. The boatman smiles,
  • Eunice Banderasцитирует2 года назад
    I have not made this show purposelessly

    And it is not by any concitation

    Of the backward devils.

    I would meet you upon this honestly.

    I that was near your heart was removed therefrom

    To lose beauty in terror, terror in inquisition.

    I have lost my passion: why should I need to keep it

    Since what is kept must be adulterated?

    I have lost my sight, smell, hearing, taste and touch:

    How should I use it for your closer contact?
  • b2246872319цитирует4 года назад
    I that was near your heart was removed therefrom
    To lose beauty in terror, terror in inquisition
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