A persona che mai tornasse al mondo,Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.
And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,Rubbing its back upon the window-panes;There will be time, there will be timeTo prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;There will be time to murder and create,And time for all the works and days of handsThat lift and drop a question on your plate;Time for you and time for me,And time yet for a hundred indecisions,And for a hundred visions and revisions,Before the taking of a toast and tea.
So how should I presume?
And I have known the eyes already, known them all--The eyes t...
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