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Taiga?s True Views: The Language of Landscape Painting in Eighteenth-Century Japan by Melinda Takeuchi (1994-06-01)
The History of England, Vol 2
The History of Scepticism: From Savonarola to Bayle
Cicero: On Moral Ends (Cambridge Texts in the History of Philosophy)
Das Goldene Vlies: Dramatisches Gedicht in Drei Abteilungen
Euripides IV: Rhesus / The Suppliant Women / Orestes / Iphigenia in Aulis
Notes from Underground & The Double
The World of Thought in Ancient China
The Last Generation of the Roman Republic
The Legend of Gold and Other Stories
A Poem by Paavo Haavikko
When there is nothing else, carry a few white
stones to bed,
the sea has washed them white,
they breathe, they still hold its odor,
a few white stones my advice,
when the bed becomes too wide for you alone.
You want your own life. Good. To be your
own self.
Careful. The worms are waiting for just that. As long
as you are yet
young live.
Error. A thousand blind eyes nibble your picture to pieces.
In you is the fear of a child, darkness-
breathing fear
when the games have been interrupted.
(My version of a poem by Paavo Haavikko)
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