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It is Dangerous to Read NewspapersBy Margaret AtwoodWhile I was building neatcastles in the sandbox,the hasty pits werefilling with bulldozed corpsesand as I walked to the schoolwashed and combed, my feetstepping on the cracks in the cementdetonated red bombs.Now I am grownupand literate, and I sit in my chairas quietly as a fuseand the jungles are flaming, the under-brush is charged with soldiers,the names on the difficultmaps go up in smoke.I am the cause, I am a stockpile of chemicaltoys, my bodyis a deadly gadget,I reach out in love, my hands are guns,my good intentions are completely lethal.Even mypassive eyes transmuteeverything I look at to the pockedblack and white of a war photo,howcan I stop myselfIt is dangerous to read newspapers.Each time I hit a keyon my electric typewriter,speaking of peaceful treesanother village explodes.Dover BeachBy Matthew Arnold The sea is calm tonight.The tide is full, the moon lies fairUpon the straits; on the French coast the lightGleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand,Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil e to the window, sweet is the night-air!Only, from the long line of sprayWhere the sea meets the moon-blanched land,Listen! you hear the grating roarOf pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling,At their return, up the high strand,Begin, and cease, and then again begin,With tremulous cadence slow, and bringThe eternal note of sadness in.Sophocles long agoHeard it on the ?gean, and it broughtInto his mind the turbid ebb and flowOf human misery; weFind also in the sound a thought,Hearing it by this distant northern sea.The Sea of FaithWas once, too, at the full, and round earth’s shoreLay like the folds of a bright girdle furled.But now I only hearIts melancholy, long, withdrawing roar,Retreating, to the breathOf the night-wind, down the vast edges drearAnd naked shingles of the world.Ah, love, let us be trueTo one another! for the world, which seemsTo lie before us like a land of dreams,So various, so beautiful, so new,Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;And we are here as on a darkling plainSwept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,Where ignorant armies clash by night. ................
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