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W. H. Auden
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W. H. Auden
Age: 66 †
Born: 1907
Born: February 21
Died: 1973
Died: September 28
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God bless the USA, so large, so friendly, and so rich.
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We who must die demand a miracle. How could the Eternal do a temporal act, The Infinite become a finite fact? Nothing can save us that is possible: We who must die demand a miracle.
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A dead man who never caused others to die seldom rates a statue.
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The Ogre does what ogres can, Deeds quite impossible for Man, But one prize is beyond his reach, The Ogre cannot master Speech: About a subjugated plain, Among its desperate and slain, The Ogre stalks with hands on hips, While drivel gushes from his lips.
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Health is the state about which medicine has nothing to say.
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The habit-forming pain, Mismanagement and grief: We must suffer them all again.
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To save your world you asked this man to die would this man, could he see you now, ask why?
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Alone, alone, about the dreadful wood / Of conscious evil runs a lost mankind, / Dreading to find its Father.
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We are lived by powers we pretend to understand.
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Say this city has ten million souls, Some are living in mansions, some are living in holes: Yet there’s no place for us, my dear, yet there’s no place for us.
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My face looks like a wedding-cake left out in the rain.
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