Настроение:	anxious
Музыка:	Mose Allison: THE BEST OF MOSE ALLISON

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1621: John Donne, "An Anatomie of the World"

And now the Springs and Sommers which we see,
Like sonnes of women after fifty bee.
And new Philosophy cals all in doubt,
The Element of fire is quite put out;
The Sunne is lost, and th'earth, and no mans wit
Can well direct him where to looke for it.
And freely men confesse that this world's spent,
When in the Planets, and the Firmament
They seeke so many new; they see that this
Is crumbled out againe to his Atomis.
'Tis all in pieces, all coherence gone;
All iust supply, and all Relation:
Prince, Subiect, Father, Sonne, are things forgot,
[F]or euery man alone thinkes he hath got
To be a Phoenix, and that then can be
None of that kinde, of which he is, but he.

1919: William Butler Yeats, "The Second Coming"

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.

1962: Mose Allison, "Stop This World"

Stop this world
Let me off
There's just too many pigs in the same trough
There's too many buzzards sitting on the fence
Stop this world
It's not making sense

Stop this show
Hold the phone
Better days this girl has known
Better days so long ago
Hold the phone
Won't you stop the show
. . .
Won't you stop this game
Deal me out
I know too well what it's all about
I know too well that it had to be
Stop this game well it's ruining me