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To the love of my life on our 51st anniversary. She Walks in Beauty BY LORD BYRON (GEORGE GORDON) She walks in beauty, like the nightOf cloudless climes and starry skies;And all that’s best of dark and brightMeet in her aspect and her eyes;Thus mellowed to that tender lightWhich heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade…
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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
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Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.