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Looke what thy memorie cannot containe, Commit to these waste blacks
Sunday, March 02, 2008
History #8, Apocalypse #11
The Nineteenth Century and After
Though the great song return no more
There's keen delight in what we have:
The rattle of pebbles on the shore
Under the receding wave.
William Butler Yeats (1933)
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