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Journalism

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Written today, and read today,     And stale the news tomorrow!--     Upon the sands I build... I play!     I play, and weep in sorrow:     "Ah God, dear God! to find cessation     From this soul-crushing occupation!     If but one year ere Thou dost call me Thither,     Lord, at this blighting task let me not wither."

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Exploring the themes of classic, Morris Rosenfeld delivers a powerful performance in "Journalism"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...

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"The Text is taken from Percy's Reliques (1765), vol. i. p. 71, 'given from two MS. copies, transmitted from Scotland.' Herd had a very similar bal"

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