Quote #2

Long time he lay upon the sunny hill, To his father's house below securely bound.

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  1. The world's great day is growing late, Yet strange these fields that we have planted So long with crops of love and hate.
  2. They do not live in the world, Are not in time and space. From birth to death hurled No word do they have, not one To plant a foot upon, We…
  3. I have observed in foolish awe The dateless mid-days of the law And seen indifferent justice done By everyone on everyone.

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