belli ki seçilmiş bir yabancıdır o.. ve bütün seçilmiş yabancılar gibi; fazla yakın, fazla ağır ve fazla tanıdıktır..
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Some kill their love when they are young,
And some when they are old;
Some strangle with the hands of Lust,
Some with the hands of Gold:
The kindest use a knife, because
The dead so soon grow cold.
Some love too little, some too long,
Some sell, and others buy;
Some do the deed with many tears,
And some without a sigh:
For each man kills the thing he loves,
Yet each man does not die.
