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    Beauty is but a flower,Which wrinkles will devour;Brightness falls from the air;Queens have died young and fair;Dust hath closed Helen's eye.I am sick, I must die;Lord have mercy on us. - Song in Time of Pestilence.

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The death of Dr. Hudson is a loss to the republick of letters.

The death of Dr. Hudson is a loss to the republick of letters.

by William King Found in: Literature Quotes,
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Poetry is life distilled.

Poetry is life distilled.

by Gwendolyn Brooks Found in: Literature Quotes,
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A novel is a mirror carried along a main road.

A novel is a mirror carried along a main road.

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University politics are vicious precisely because the stakes are so small.

University politics are vicious precisely because the stakes are so small.

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Great literature is simply language charged with meaning to the utmost possible degree.

Great literature is simply language charged with meaning to the utmost possible degree.

by Ezra Pound Found in: Literature Quotes,
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The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean

The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean

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Literature is the question minus the answer.

Literature is the question minus the answer.

by Roland Barthes Found in: Literature Quotes,
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Nothing but blackness aboveAnd nothing that moves but the cars...God, if you wish for our love,Fling us a handful of read more

Nothing but blackness aboveAnd nothing that moves but the cars...God, if you wish for our love,Fling us a handful of stars! - Caliban in the Coal Mines.

by Louis Untermeyer Found in: Literature Quotes,
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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.

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