herrick-himself

Weep for the dead, for they have lost this light;
And weep for me, lost in an endless night.
Or mourn, or make a marble verse for me,
Who writ for many. Benedicte.

Thought:

“The world is neither meaningful, nor absurd. It quite simply is, and that, in any case, is what is so remarkable about it.”

Alain Robbe-Grillet

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