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“Hail fellow, well met.”

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Jonathan Swift, born on November 30, 1667, and died on October 19, 1745, was an Irish writer, satirist, and politician, renowned for his satirical works. more

“I think that if there were a God, there would be less evil on this earth. I believe that if evil exists here below, then either it was willed by God or it was beyond His powers to prevent it. Now I cannot bring myself to fear a God who is either spiteful or weak. I defy Him without fear and care not a fig for his thunderbolts.”

Ifs Thinking Believe Would Be Care Earth Evil I Believe Weak God Exists Figs Spiteful Thunderbolts

Book:The Misfortunes of Virtue and Other Early Tales

Source: The Misfortunes of Virtue and Other Early Tales

“The poet is a brother speaking to a brother of "a moment of their other lives" - a moment that had been buried beneath the dust of the busy world.”

World Moments Poet Brother Busy Dust Buried

Author:Edith Sitwell

“The busy chatter of the heat Shrilled like a parakeet; And shuddering at the noonday light The dust lay dead and white As powder on a mummy's face, Or fawned with simian grace Round booths with many a hard bright toy And wooden brittle joy: The cap and bells of Time the Clown That, jangling, whistled down Young cherubs hidden in the guise Of every bird that flies; And star-bright masks for youth to wear, Lest any dream that fare Bright pilgrim past our ken, should see Hints of Reality.”

Source: The canticle of the rose: poems: 1917-1949

“Tall windows show Infinity; And, hard reality, The candles weep and pry and dance Like lives mocked at by Chance. The rooms are vast as Sleep within; When once I ventured in, Chill Silence, like a surging sea, Slowly enveloped me.”

Hard Shows Reality Chance Sleep Rooms Silence Sea Window Tall Infinity Candle Chill

Book:Edith Sitwell: fire of the mind : an anthology

Source: Edith Sitwell: fire of the mind : an anthology

“White as a winding sheet, Masks blowing down the street: Moscow, Paris London, Vienna - all are undone. The drums of death are mumbling, rumbling, and tumbling, Mumbling, rumbling, and tumbling, The world's floors are quaking, crumbling and breaking.”

World White Streets London Paris Mask Sheets Undone Moscow Crumbling Vienna Tumbling

Author:Edith Sitwell

“Our hearts seemed safe in our breasts and sang to the Light The marrow in the bone We dreamed was safe. . . the blood in the veins, the sap in the tree Were springs of Deity.”

Heart Light Tree Blood Safe Spring Bones Breasts Veins Deities Sap Marrow

Book:Selected poems

Source: Selected poems

“The living blind and seeing Dead together lie As if in love . . . There was no more hating then, And no more love; Gone is the heart of Man.”

Ifs Men Heart Together Lying Hate Gone Seeing Blind

Book:Selected poems

Source: Selected poems

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