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The day was dying, and the darkening air
Brought all the working world of living things
To rest. I, only, sweated to prepare
For war, the way ahead, the grind that brings
The battler to hot tears for each yard gained:
To bitter tears, and memories more real
Than what was real and which is thus retained
Unblunted, edged with even sharper steel.
My muse, my schooled and proven gift, help me:
It's now or never...

I saw great things. Give them nobility.

(c) Clive James 2013 - Translation from Hell Cantos 2 - Dante's Divine Comedy

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