The Yale Literary Magazine, Bind 130,Oplag 3–4Yale Literary Society, 1962 |
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Side 11
... question skulls , the sockets On a broken system : I would not Accept the paring of its nails . In the distance saw Aegean shores . " • Among the ruins lie silence and echoes Of greatness by 11 NOTES ON A MECHANIC / David Schaff.
... question skulls , the sockets On a broken system : I would not Accept the paring of its nails . In the distance saw Aegean shores . " • Among the ruins lie silence and echoes Of greatness by 11 NOTES ON A MECHANIC / David Schaff.
Side 12
... questions knowing nothing But filled through the ears ; A painted urn on whose sad face A chained Prometheus is wrought ... question : do you know ? They answered slowly , tongues beat my ear , I did not understand , looked at the fluted ...
... questions knowing nothing But filled through the ears ; A painted urn on whose sad face A chained Prometheus is wrought ... question : do you know ? They answered slowly , tongues beat my ear , I did not understand , looked at the fluted ...
Side 28
... matter , Madame . " It had been an idle question , born of something only half remembered , like a need I no longer had . So I took the letters and my bag and went to my room . It had been a long - drive all that day , non - stop from 28.
... matter , Madame . " It had been an idle question , born of something only half remembered , like a need I no longer had . So I took the letters and my bag and went to my room . It had been a long - drive all that day , non - stop from 28.
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