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The Fire of Sermon:
Unreal city
Under the brown fog of a winter noon
Mr. Eugenides, the Smyrna merchant
Unshaven, with a packet full of currants
C.i.f. London: documents at sight,
Asked me in demotic French
To luncheon at the Cannon Street Hotel
Followed by a weekend at the Metropole.
— Nov 22, 2016 03:16AM
Unreal city
Under the brown fog of a winter noon
Mr. Eugenides, the Smyrna merchant
Unshaven, with a packet full of currants
C.i.f. London: documents at sight,
Asked me in demotic French
To luncheon at the Cannon Street Hotel
Followed by a weekend at the Metropole.
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I sat upon shore
Fishing, with the arid plain behind me
Shall I at least set my hands in order?
London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down
Poi s'ascose nel feco che gli affina
Quando fiam uti chelidon - O swallow swallow
Le Prince d'Acquitaine a la tour abolie
These fragments I have shored against my ruins
Why then Ile fit you. Hieronymo's mad againe.
Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata.
— Nov 22, 2016 07:53AM
Fishing, with the arid plain behind me
Shall I at least set my hands in order?
London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down
Poi s'ascose nel feco che gli affina
Quando fiam uti chelidon - O swallow swallow
Le Prince d'Acquitaine a la tour abolie
These fragments I have shored against my ruins
Why then Ile fit you. Hieronymo's mad againe.
Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata.
Gaurav Sagar
is finished
I sat upon shore
Fishing, with the arid plain behind me
Shall I at least set my hands in order?
London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down
Poi s'ascose nel feco che gli affina
Quando fiam uti chelidon - O swallow swallow
Le Prince d'Acquitaine a la tour abolie
These fragments I have shored against my ruins
Why then Ile fit you. Hieronymo's mad againe.
Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata.
— Nov 22, 2016 07:51AM
Fishing, with the arid plain behind me
Shall I at least set my hands in order?
London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down
Poi s'ascose nel feco che gli affina
Quando fiam uti chelidon - O swallow swallow
Le Prince d'Acquitaine a la tour abolie
These fragments I have shored against my ruins
Why then Ile fit you. Hieronymo's mad againe.
Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata.
Gaurav Sagar
is finished
I sat upon shore
Fishing, with the arid plain behind me
Shall I at least set my hands in order?
London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down
Poi s'ascose nel feco che gli affina
Quando fiam uti chelidon - O swallow swallow
Le Prince d'Acquitaine a la tour alolie
These fragments I have shored against my ruins
Why then Ile fit you. Hieronymo's mad againe.
Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata.
— Nov 22, 2016 07:49AM
Fishing, with the arid plain behind me
Shall I at least set my hands in order?
London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down
Poi s'ascose nel feco che gli affina
Quando fiam uti chelidon - O swallow swallow
Le Prince d'Acquitaine a la tour alolie
These fragments I have shored against my ruins
Why then Ile fit you. Hieronymo's mad againe.
Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata.
