For the world's morefull of weeping than you can understand.——W•B•Yeats《The stolen child》
I strove with none, for none was worth my strife. Nature I loved and, next to Nature, Art: I warm'd both hands before the fire of life; It sinks, and I am ready to depart. (Walter Savage Landor-1850)
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