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I saw a little burnished fly
Within my Mistress’ bodice lie,
Sipping lovely stolen sweets
From her ample rosy teats.
‘Small adulterer,’ said I,
‘Dost thou know where thou dost lie?
‘’Tis my lady’s bosom fine,
‘And thou dost sip what is not thine.’

— Richard Le Gallienne

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A paradox is a truth standing on its head in order to attract attention.

Dear Sister, You dream like mad, you love like tinder, you aspire like a star-struck moth - for what? That you may hive little lyrics, and sell to a publisher for thirty pieces of silver.

And mark yon alchemist, with zodiac-spangled zone,
Wrenching the mandrake root that fattens in the gloom.

Time’s horses gallop down the lessening hill.

There’s too much beauty upon this earth
For lonely men to bear.

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