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And death shall have no dominion.
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the moon and the west wind;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion. 

--Dylan Thomas, And Death Shall Have No Dominion

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She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies,
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meets in her aspect and her eyes,
Thus mellowed to that tender light
which heaven to gaudy day denies.

 --Byron, She Walks In Beauty

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Out upon it!  I have loved
Three whole days together;
And am like to love three more,
If it prove fair weather.

Time shall molt away his wings,
Ere he shall discover,
In the whole wide world again,
Such a constant lover.

--Sir John Suckling, Out Upon It

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Here, where my fresh-turned furrows run,
And the deep soil glistens red,
I will repair the wrong that was done
To the living and the dead.

Where where the senseless bullet fell,
And the barren shrapnel burst,
I will plant a tree, I will dig a well,
Against the heat and the thirst.....

Here, in the waves and the troughs of the plains,
Where the healing stillness lies,
And the vast, benignant sky restrains
And the long days make wise--
Bless to our use the rain and the sun
And the blind seed in its bed,
That we may repair the wrong that was done
To the living and the dead.

Rudyard Kipling, The Settler

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   1
Wake!  For the sun, who scattered into flight
The stars before him from the field of night
Drives night along with them from heaven and strikes
The Sultan's Turret with a shaft of light.

  17
Think, in this battered Caravanserai
Whose portals are alternate Night and Day,
How Sultan after Sultan with his Pomp
Abode his destined Hour, and went his way.

  18
They say the Lion and the Lizard keep
The courts where Jamshyd gloried and drank deep; 
And Bahram, that great Hunter-- the Wild Ass
Stamps o'er his Head, but cannot break his sleep.

  25
Alike for those who for Today prepare,
And those that after some Tomorrow stare,
A Muezzin from the Tower of Darkness cries,
"Fools, your reward is neither here nor there."

  27
Myself when young did eagerly frequent
Doctor and Saint, and heard great argument
About it and about; but evermore
Came out by the same door where in I went.

  28
With them the seed of Wisdom did I sow,
And with mine own  hand wrought to make it grow;
And this was all the harvest that I reaped--
"I came like Water, and like Wind I go."

  29
Into this Universe, and Why not knowing,
Nor Whence, like Water willy-nilly flowing;
And out of it, as Wind along the Waste,
I know not Whither, willy-nilly blowing.

--Edward FitzGerald, The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám


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"A thing of beauty is a joy forever."

--Keats

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