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And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you
I will show you fear in a handful of dust
T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land
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The faithfull knight now grew in litle space, By hearing her, and by her sisters lore, To such perfection of all heavenly grace, That wretched world he gan for to abhore,
Edmund Spenser, Spenser's The Faerie
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In my end is my beginning.
T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets
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The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike
Christopher Marlowe, Dr. Faustus