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Poem for Today

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    Poem for Today

    My Lesbia, let us live and love
    And not care tuppence for old men
    Who sermonise and disapprove.
    Suns when they sink can rise again,
    But we, when our brief light has shone,
    Must sleep the long night on and on.
    Kiss me: a thousand kisses, then
    A hundred more, and now a second
    Thousand and hundred, and now still
    Hundreds and thousands more, until
    The thousand thousands can’t be reckoned
    And we’ve lost track of the amount
    And nobody can work us ill
    With the evil eye by keeping count.

    (Catullus, Poems, in J. Michie (trans.) (1998) Ware: Wordsworth Editions
    But I discovered nothing else but depraved, excessive superstition. Pliny the younger

    #2
    Lay your sleeping head
    my love
    Human on my faithless arm;

    Time and fevers burn away
    Individual beauty from
    Thoughtful children, and the grave

    Proves the child ephemeral:
    But in my arms till break of day

    Let the living creature lie,
    Mortal, guilty, but to me
    The entirely beautiful.

    Soul and body have no bounds:
    To lovers as they lie upon
    Her tolerant enchanted slope

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      #3
      not care tuppence for old men
      Who sermonise and disapprove.
      Suns when they sink can rise again,
      But we, when our brief light has shone,
      Must sleep the long night on and on
      .

      Brill sentiments.
      bloggoth

      If everything isn't black and white, I say, 'Why the hell not?'
      John Wayne (My guru, not to be confused with my beloved prophet Jeremy Clarkson)

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