My theme has always been paradise lost, always the lost cause, the lost leader, the lost utopia.
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My theme has always been paradise lost, always the lost cause, the lost leader, the lost utopia.
“Poet! I like not mealy fruit; give me
Freshness and crispness and solidity;
Apples are none the better overripe,
And prime buck-venison I prefer to tripe.”
Walter Savage Landor