"The woods of Arcady are dead,
And over is their antique joy.
Of old the world on dreaming fed;
Grey Truth is now her painted toy.

But O, sick children of the world,
Of all the many changing things
In dreary dancing past us whirled,
To the cracked tune that Chronos sings...."

- W. B. Yeats, "The Song of the Happy Shepherd"
🎨 Giovanni Francesco Barbieri

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