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“Ye who amid this feverish world would wear A body free of pain, of cares a mind, Fly the rank city, shun its turbid air; Breathe not the chaos of eternal smoke And volatile corruption, from the dead, The dying, sickening, and the living world Exhal'd, to sully heaven's transparent dome With dim mortality.”

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Book:The Poems of Armstrong and Johnson
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The Poems of Armstrong and Johnson

This book brings together a selection of poems written by Armstrong and Johnson, showcasing their unique styles and thematic concerns. more

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John Armstrong
John Armstrong

John Armstrong, a British writer and philosopher born in 1966, is known for his works that span across philosophy, cultural commentary, and literary criticism. His writing is characterized by its profound insights and unique perspectives. more

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Book:The forced marriage, a tragedy. Sketches: or, Essays on various subjects, by Launcelot Temple, Esq
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