| 1. Out on the lawn I lie in bed . . . |
A. T. S. Eliot
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| 2. She sang beyond the genuis of the sea |
B. W. H. Auden
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| 3.The apparition of these faces in the crowd... |
C. Robert Hass
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| 4. Because I do not hope to turn again... |
D. Wallace Stevens
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| 5. It is so peaceful on the ceiling! |
E. Elizabeth Bishop
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| 6.All the new thinking is about loss. |
F. Ezra Pound
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