June 2011
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Sunday Morning, Louis MacNeice
Down the road someone is practising scales, The notes like little fishes vanish with a wink of tails, Man’s heart expands to tinker with his car For this is Sunday morning, Fate’s great bazaar; Regard these means as ends, concentrate on this Now, And you may grow to music or drive beyond Hindhead anyhow, Take corners on two wheels until you go so fast That you can clutch a fringe or...
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Le 15 mai 1796, le général Bonaparte fit son entrée dans Milan à la tête de...
– La chartreuse de Parme, Stendhal - Incipit
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