Have all beautiful things sad destinies?

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vet jag bävande intet:
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GÖSTA OSWALD
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Postat av: being tuesday
And what of the dead? They lie without shoes
in their stone boats. They are more like stone
than the sea would be if it stopped.
Postat av: bernur
Full fathom five our father lies
Of his bones are coral made
Those are pearls that were his eyes
Nothing of him that does fade
But doth suffer a sea change
Into something rich and strange -
Gösta Oswald, drunknad - - - Exakt som Shelley - - -
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