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A Cabinet of Greek Coins
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BEHOLD portrayed in miniature, yet clear,
The changing seasons of Hellenic art;
Fair spring-time, when dim haunting visions start
Forth into life, and forms divine appear;
Full, radiant summer, when a heaven-born skill
Achieves such height ...
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On The Way Home
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*On The Way Home*
When the dream came
I held my breath with my eyes closed.
I went insane
Like a smoke ring day when the wind blows.
Now I won't be back till later on
If I do come back at all.
But you know me, and I miss you now.
In ...
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Greek History, brought to you in Living Color!
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the ancient cities of the Mediterranean weren't the drab, colorless places we've come to know. they were as bright and vibrant as any modern community, and i'm sure many of the structures could've been featured on the cover of 'Home & Temple' maga...
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A safe home in politics...
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*The Old School Tie*
Oh the bright young men in the tight-buttoned suits
The light beams out from capped smiles to the shines on their lick-spittle boots
Oh these sharp young sparks with their fresh rosettes
Yeh, the artful ways that they...
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BEHOLD portrayed in miniature, yet clear,
The changing seasons of Hellenic art;
Fair spring-time, when dim haunting visions start
Forth into life, and forms divine appear;
Full, radiant summer, when a heaven-born skill
Achieves such height as man ne'ermore can gain;
Dear autumn of decay, wherein remain
Mere phantoms which a glimmering twilight fill.
Here too the Olympic pantheon displays
Pure, grand ideals of each dreaded god,
Or cherished goddess, or loved nymph enshrined.
With ...
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Tue, November 25, 2008 - 12:59 PM
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*On The Way Home*
When the dream came
I held my breath with my eyes closed.
I went insane
Like a smoke ring day when the wind blows.
Now I won't be back till later on
If I do come back at all.
But you know me, and I miss you now.
In a strange game
I saw myself as you knew me.
When the change came
And you had a chance to see through me.
Though the other side is just the same
You can tell my dream is real.
Because I love you, can you see me now?
Though we rush ahead to ...
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the ancient cities of the Mediterranean weren't the drab, colorless places we've come to know. they were as bright and vibrant as any modern community, and i'm sure many of the structures could've been featured on the cover of 'Home & Temple' magazine...
www.smithsonianmag.com/arts-c...s.html#
Fri, July 18, 2008 - 7:56 PM
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*The Old School Tie*
Oh the bright young men in the tight-buttoned suits
The light beams out from capped smiles to the shines on their lick-spittle boots
Oh these sharp young sparks with their fresh rosettes
Yeh, the artful ways that they promise the earth to all suffragettes -
What they won't promise we don't know yet.
They say they're building and shaping society
But we know they're just saving for their own
Safe home in politics
Anything goes: look at them run.
The...
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