Sleep to the noise of running water To-morrow to be crossed, however deep; This is no river of the dead or Lethe, To-night we sleep On the banks of Rubicon – the die is cast; There will be time to audit The accounts later, there will be sunlight later And the equation will come out at last. - Louis MacNeice, Autumn Journal
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