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Early notes on Paradise lost as a five-act drama, c. 1640
Facsimile of the manuscript of Milton’s minor poems (Cambridge University Press, 1899). Ee.b.3-4, p.38.
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The rage I have is not from the sorrow from the loss of sweet Patroclus but from the loss of life and experience. The life and experience I’ve lost to the burden I carry (quite literally). Milton says that the unchanging mind is Hell then I ask what is the unchanging body? Purgatory. Finding resolution neither in peace or damnation but stuck in the ether between. I try to change but the method I chose doesn’t meet your approval so what am I do? Stay the same? Probably. My friend is relatively clever once said Hope Kills and I’m starting to believe.
If Darth Vader and Son By: Jeffery Brown
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