Monday, April 12, 2010

On A Candle Comments

Rating: 2.6
Of all inhabitants on earth,
To man alone I owe my birth,
And yet the cow, the sheep, the bee,
Are all my parents more than he:


Jonathan Swift
Hayden Schulte 24 May 2018
this is good but you can do better
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Louis Newsome 24 May 2018
He makes phrases with whom few can compare. I will continue to read him for years.
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Britte Ninad 24 May 2018
Yet I perish in my prime, Seldom by the death of time; Die like lovers as they gaze, Die for those I live to please; ....... Nor warm the fair for whom I burn: ..... Die like all that look on you.
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Such a great write by Jonathan Swift??????
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An imaginative write.
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