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You get too much at last of everything: of sunsets, of cabbages, of love.
Author:
Harold Bloom
Book:
The Daemon Knows: Literary
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You get too much at last of everything: of sunsets, of cabbages, of love.
( Harold Bloom )
[ The Daemon Knows: Literary ]
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