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Ah! when will this long weary day have end,
And lende me leave to come unto my love?
- Epithalamion Edmund Spenser, Amoretti And Epithalamion
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April is the cruelest month, breeding
lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
memory and desire, stirring
dull roots with spring rain.
T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land