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What passing bells for these who die as cattle?Only the monstrous anger of the guns.Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattleCan read more
What passing bells for these who die as cattle?Only the monstrous anger of the guns.Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattleCan patter out their hasty orisons. - Anthem for Doomed Youth.
Beneath the rule of men entirely great, / The pen is mightier than the sword.
Beneath the rule of men entirely great, / The pen is mightier than the sword.
The dancing pair that simply sought renown,By holding out to tire each other down;The swain mistrustless of his smutted face,While read more
The dancing pair that simply sought renown,By holding out to tire each other down;The swain mistrustless of his smutted face,While secret laughter titter'd round the place;The bashful virgin's side-long looks of love,The matrons glance that would those looks reprove:These were thy charms, sweet village; sports like these,With sweet succession, taught e'en toil to please;These were thy bowers their cheerful influence shed,These were thy charms -- but all these charms are fled. - Deserted Village, The.
Literature becomes the living memory of a nation.
Literature becomes the living memory of a nation.
But, indeed, we prefer books to pounds; and we love manuscripts
better than florins; and we prefer small pamphlets read more
But, indeed, we prefer books to pounds; and we love manuscripts
better than florins; and we prefer small pamphlets to war horses.
For me, literature is a complex game, both mental and concrete, which is acted out in a physical manner on read more
For me, literature is a complex game, both mental and concrete, which is acted out in a physical manner on the page.rn
The answers you get from literature depend on the questions you pose.
The answers you get from literature depend on the questions you pose.
The republic of letters.
[Fr., La republique des lettres.]
The republic of letters.
[Fr., La republique des lettres.]
Every man's memory is his private literature.
Every man's memory is his private literature.
