Author: BestYT (---.spacegate.com.ua)
Date: 01-13-06 22:24
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But be contented: when that fell arrest
Without all bail shall carry me away,
My life hath in this line some interest,
Which for memorial still with thee shall stay.
When thou reviewest this, thou dost review
The very part was consecrate to thee:
The earth can have but earth, which is his due;
My spirit is thine, the better part of me:
So then thou hast but lost the dregs of life,
The prey of worms, my body being dead;
The coward conquest of a wretch\'s knife,
Too base of thee to be remembered,.
The worth of that is that which it contains,
And that is this, and this with thee remains.
The ultimate determinant in the struggle now going on for the world will
not be bombs and rockets but a test of wills and ideas - a trial of
spiritual resolve: the values we hold, the beliefs we cherish and the
ideals to which we are dedicated.
Playwriting gets into your blood and you can\'t stop it. At least not until the producers or the public tell you to.
T. S. Eliot
Two loves I have of comfort and despair,
Which like two spirits do suggest me still:
The better angel is a man right fair,
The worser spirit a woman colour\'d ill.
To win me soon to hell, my female evil,
Tempteth my better angel from my side,
And would corrupt my saint to be a devil,
Wooing his purity with her foul pride.
And whether that my angel be turn\'d fiend,
Suspect I may, yet not directly tell;
But being both from me, both to each friend,
I guess one angel in another\'s hell:
Yet this shall I ne\'er know, but live in doubt,
Till my bad angel fire my good one out.