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    • To Arcadia
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    • Over a shoulder, with intense sympathy, he reads: “The age demanded an image / Of its accelerated grimace”

She feels her thought as immediately as the odor of a rose.

March 6, 2018March 6, 2018 jonathanmorse
T. S. EliotThe Metaphysical Poetswasp

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