The Yale Literary Magazine, Bind 130,Oplag 3–4Yale Literary Society, 1962 |
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... dead . The Dragon is dead . We killed it . It took a long time . It won't come back again . He knew and next morning rose early . Nietzsche sat 12.
... dead . The Dragon is dead . We killed it . It took a long time . It won't come back again . He knew and next morning rose early . Nietzsche sat 12.
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... dead to dream for them . It made their spirits uneasy . It filled them with a craving for life . Let them rest in peace . Let her rest among them . He would not claim her any more , his own beloved dead . But what of the unborn ? Surely ...
... dead to dream for them . It made their spirits uneasy . It filled them with a craving for life . Let them rest in peace . Let her rest among them . He would not claim her any more , his own beloved dead . But what of the unborn ? Surely ...
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( SUNDAY ) Juan too is small and dead , at last Disgraced in that artless , his only won , head , and The body of Ivan hunkers low , its surface Hardening rind , as rifles lower and the smoke Spins slowly off . The orange sun comes out ...
( SUNDAY ) Juan too is small and dead , at last Disgraced in that artless , his only won , head , and The body of Ivan hunkers low , its surface Hardening rind , as rifles lower and the smoke Spins slowly off . The orange sun comes out ...
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