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Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania
William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Nights Dream

Or music heard so deeply
That it is not heard at all, but you are the music
While the music lasts.
T S Eliot, Four Quartets

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The sight of London to my exiled eyes
Is as Elysium to a new-come soul.
Christopher Marlowe, Edward II

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And indeed there will be time to wonder, 'Do I dare?', and 'Do I dare?
T.S. Eliot.

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