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Written by George (Lord) Byron | Create an image from this poem

To Eliza

 Eliza, what fools are the Mussulman sect, 
Who to woman deny the soul's future existence!
Could they see thee, Eliza, they'd own their defect,
And this doctrine would meet with a general resistance.
Had their prophet possess'd half an atom of sense, He ne'er would have woman from paradise driven; Instead of his houris, a flimsy pretence, With woman alone he had peopled his heaven.
Yet still, to increase your calamities more, Not Content with depriving your bodies of spirit, He allots one poor husband to share amongst four!- With souls you'd dispense; but this last, who could bear it? His religion to please neither party is made; On husbands 'tis hard, to the wives most uncivil; Still I Can't contradict, what so oft has been said, 'Though women are angels, yet wedlock's the devil.
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Written by Constantine P Cavafy | Create an image from this poem

Neros Term

 Nero was not worried when he heard
the prophecy of the Delphic Oracle.
"Let him fear the seventy three years.
" He still had ample time to enjoy himself.
He is thirty.
More than sufficient is the term the god allots him to prepare for future perils.
Now he will return to Rome slightly tired, but delightfully tired from this journey, full of days of enjoyment -- at the theaters, the gardens, the gymnasia.
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evenings at cities of Achaia.
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Ah the delight of nude bodies, above all.
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Thus fared Nero.
And in Spain Galba secretly assembles and drills his army, the old man of seventy three.

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