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Thomas Banks
I am a twentysomething English/Classics major and a member of the Sect of Self Interest, a cult paradoxical in its universiality
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Thursday, August 20, 2009
From the Greek of Plato
Thou wert the morning star among the living,
Ere thy fair light had fled;
Now, having died, thou art as Hesperus, giving
New splendour to the dead.
-Translated by P.B. Shelley-
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