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Thinking about James Thomson.

The moving moon and stars from east to west
Circle before her in the sea of air;
Shadows and gleams glide round her solemn rest.
Her subjects often gaze up to her there:
The strong to drink new strength of iron endurance,
The weak new terrors; all, renewed assurance
And confirmation of the old despair.

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alicia_stardust
Feb. 16th, 2011 03:11 am (UTC)
<3
naeelah
Feb. 16th, 2011 07:51 am (UTC)
That's really lovely. (And timely, personally. Sigh.) Thanks for sharing.
firebirdgrrl
Feb. 16th, 2011 09:01 am (UTC)
Gorgeous.
sedentaryedge
Feb. 16th, 2011 10:17 pm (UTC)
HOORAY!
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