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Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly?

Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy.

Why lovest thou that which thou receivest not gladly,

Or else receivest with pleasure thine annoy?

If the true concord of well-tuned sounds.

By unions married, do offend thine ear,

They do but sweetly chide thee, who confounds

In singleness the parts that thou shouldst bear.

Mark how one string, sweet husband to another,

Strikes each in each by mutual ordering,

Resembling sire and child and happy mother

Who all in one, one pleasing note do sing:

Whose speechless song, being many, seeming one.

Sings this to thee: thou single wilt prove none.

 

(W. Shakespeare. Sonnet VIII)

 

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When the evening is spread out against the sky

Like a patient etherized upon a table.

 

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I was born in a large Welsh industrial town at the beginning of the Great War. [...] This sea town was my world; outside, a strange Wales, coal-pitted, mountained, river run, full, so far as I knew, of choirs and sheep and story-book tall hats, moved about its business which was none of mine; beyond that unknown Wales lay England, which was London, and a country called The Front from which many of our neighbours never came back. At the beginning, the only front I knew was the little lobby before our front door; I could not understand how so many people never returned from there; but later I grew to know more, though still without understanding, and carried a wooden rifle into Cumdonkin Park and shot down the invisible, unknown enemy like a flock of wild birds.

 

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In the fall the war was always there, but we did not go to it any more. It was cold in the fall in Milan and the dark came very early. Then the electric lights came on, and it was pleasant along the streets looking in the windows... It was a cold fall and the wind came down from the mountains.

 

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, , . , , . . , -: She was a dynamo of activity. She was here, there and everywhere admonishing the doctor, slanging the nurses, telling you to do something and then snatching it away to do it herself... (M. Dickens. One Pair of Feet).

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