NEWS – ThatHorologeMachineryDivine:

“Of tender Violations apt to die?”

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- ‘ll be silent in a moon or two -

(by Melissa)

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“to doat on aught may leave us, or be left…”

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((finally got the prints of my promopictures anno 1855.

we had a massive shooting near sewastopol;

can’t believe how fast time went by))

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see the third witness laughs at bliss remote,
and falsly promises eden here

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“True!–nervous–very, very dreadfully nervous
I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad?
The disease had sharpened my senses–not destroyed–
not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute.
I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth.
I heard many things in hell.
How, then, am I mad? Hearken!
and observe how healthily–how calmly
I can tell you the whole story.”

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„… Hours, Days, and Months, and Years, his Children, play,

Like numerous wings, around him, as he flies:

Or, rather, as unequal Plumes, they shape

His ample Pinions, swift as darted Flame,

To gain his goal, to reach his ancient Rest,

And join anew Eternity his Sire;

In his Immutability to nest,

When Worlds, that count his Circles now, unhing’d

(Fate the loud signal sounding) headlong rush

To timeless Night

Not on those Terms, from the great days of Heaven,

From old Eternity’s mysterious Orb,

Was Time cut off, and cast beneath the Skies;

The Skies, which watch him in his new abode,

Measuring his Motions by revolving Spheres;

…“

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