‘Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from the fiery noon, and eve’s one star, Sat gray-hair’d Saturn, quiet as a stone…’
Hyperion, I. 1-4-
‘Darkling I listen; and, for many a time, I have been half in love with easeful Death…’
John Keats
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