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Reunion by Russell Boyle

It was decades agoWe said our goodbyes.Keen to pursueSuch different lives. Losing touch, then,Seemed unimportant.Careers, familyAnd enjoyment. But life slows down,Time dissipates.While memories ofAdolescence awaits. Copyright © Russell Boylehttp://russellboyle.com/volume2.html

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Sonnet 64 by William Shakespeare

When I have seen by Time’s fell hand defac’d The rich proud cost of outworn buried age; When sometime lofty towers I see down-ras’d And brass eternal slave to mortal rage; When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage … Continue reading

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The Buried Life by Matthew Arnold

Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless sadness o’er me roll. Yes, yes, we know that we can jest, We know, we know that we can smile! … Continue reading

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Silence by Thomas Hood

There is a silence where hath been no sound, There is a silence where no sound may be, In the cold grave—under the deep deep sea, Or in the wide desert where no life is found, Which hath been mute, … Continue reading

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Leave me, O Love by Philip Sidney

Leave me, O Love, which reachest but to dust; And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things; Grow rich in that which never taketh rust; Whatever fades but fading pleasure brings. Draw in thy beams and humble all thy might … Continue reading

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Odes i.xi by Horace

To Leuconoe Strive not, Leuconoe, to know what end The gods above to me or thee will send; Nor with astrologers consult at all, That thou mayst better know what can befall; Whether thou liv’st more winters, or thy last … Continue reading

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Ulysses by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match’d with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me. … Continue reading

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