My clumsy words, they are mine. You may see them, and compare them To my predecessors--- Wordsworth, Keats, Byron, Blake Eliot, Pound, Stevens, Dickenson, Poe, Longfellow, Whitman, Spencer, Milton, Shakespeare, Chaucer, The heights of Beowulf, The depths of Yeats, Coleridge's luxury or Ferguson's wit Seamus Heaney or Wendell Berry's or Robert Frost's earthy tones. But I write them, and they are mine.
Mark 13:51Jesus saith unto them, Have ye understood all these things? They say unto him, Yea, Lord. 52Then said he unto them, Therefore every scribe which is instructed unto the kingdom of heaven is like unto a man that is an householder, which bringeth forth out of his treasure things new and old.
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