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W.H. Auden

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In Breughel’s Icarus, for instance : how everything turns away
Quite leisurely from the disaster ; the ploughman may
Have heard the splash, the forsaken cry,
But for him it was not an important failure ; the sun shone
As it had to on the white legs disappearing into the green
Water, and the expensive delicate ship that must have seen
Something amazing, a boy falling out of the sky,
Had somewhere to get to and sailed calmly on.

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