Tag: Angst
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Ode on a Distance Prospect of Eton College by Thomas Gray
Ye distant spires, ye antique tow’rs, That crown the wat’ry glade, Where grateful Science still adores Her Henry’s holy Shade; And ye, that from the stately brow Of Windsor’s heights th’ expanse below Of grove, of lawn, of mead survey, Whose turf, whose shade, whose flowr’s among Wanders the hoary Thames along His silver-winding way. Ah, happy hills, ah, pleasing shade, Ah, fields belov’d in […]
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Segregation
Untidy, untimely, unlockedsanctuary invaded by the scum,ye thou art scum really,for after you left a layer formeda layer of distrust and angst.
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