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O Me! O Life!
by Walt Whitman

O ME! O life!... of the questions of these recurring;
Of the endless trains of the faithless--of cities fill'd with the foolish;
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light--of the objects mean--of the struggle ever renew'd;
Of the poor results of all--of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me;
Of the empty and useless years of the rest--with the rest me intertwined;
The question, O me! so sad, recurring--What good amid these, O me, O life?

Answer.
That you are here--that life exists, and identity;
That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute a verse.

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from "Dead Poets Society" (L ' Dead Poets Society)

To the Virgins, To Make Much of Time
by Robert Herrick

Gather ye rose-buds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying:
And this same flower that smiles today,
Tomorrow will be dying.

The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,
The higher he's a getting;
The sooner will his race be run,
And nearer he's to setting.

That age is best, which is the first,
When youth and blood are warmer;
But being spent, the worse, and worst
Times, still succeed the former.

Then be not coy, but use your time;
And while ye may, go marry:
For having lost but once your prime,
You may forever tarry.

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PICCOLO GRANDE UOMO

Hei tu, piccolo grande uomo,

dove nascondi il

secret of your flame?

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What separates you from the core of life

,

feel the thrill of emotion

back slow

under your skin, let

devour the soul, and

Finally, let the soul

devour yourself.

Why give up all this?

This is the true life.

You pretend to forget your flame But



He never turned off.


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