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A Funeral Phantasy King Francis Nadowessian Death-Lament Round the sun The Ring of Polycrates The Secret The Inn of the Five Chimneys Khamsin The Tunnel The Battle of Gettysburg Hellas Hymn of Pan Night Bird thou May morning Guide To New York City Owen and Ibsen Enya - Book Of Days Mostly Fiction: Pratchett Features book review and quotes, author's bibliography, biography. Canterbury Collectibles Terry Pratchett's Discworld Tribute to Terry Pratchett's Discworld series of books and where to get them Holywood.nl insect! what can be In happiness compar'd to thee? Fed with nourishment divine, The dewy morning's gentle wine! Nature waits upon thee still, And thy verdant cup does fill; 'Tis filled wherever thou dost tread, Nature self's thy Ganymede. Thou dost drink, and dance, and sing; Happier than the happiest king! All the fields which thou dost see, All the plants belong to thee; Fertile made with early juice. Man for thee does sow and plow; Farmer he, and landlord thou! Thou dost innocently joy; Nor does thy luxury destroy; The shepherd gladly heareth thee, More harmonious than he. Thee country-hinds with gladness hear, Prophet of the ripen'd year! Thee Phoebus loves, and does inspire; Phoebus is himself thy sire. To thee, of all things upon earth, Life's no longer than thy mirth. Happy insect, happy, thou Dost neither age nor winter know; But, when thou'st drunk, and danc'd and sung Thy fill, the flowery leaves among, (Voluptuous and wise withal, Epicurean animal!)-- Sated with thy summer feast, Thou retir'st to endless rest. |
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