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The Milk-and-Water School
Alas! she would not hear my prayer!
Yet it were rash to tear my hair;
Disfigured, I should be less fair.

She was unwise, I may say blind;
Once she was lovingly inclined;
Some circumstance has changed her mind.

The Strong-Minded or Matter-of-Fact School
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Dr Antony Theodore 26 October 2019

The Spasmodic or German School Firebrands and Daggers! hope hath fled! To atoms dash the doubly dead! My brain is fire- my heart is lead! .. a very fin epoem. tony

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Dr Antony Theodore 16 February 2019

Her soul is flint, and what am I? Scorch'd by her fierce, relentless eye, Nothingness is my destiny! a good poem.. tony

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