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Jun 16, 2009



Tough one for me. On the one hand, at the level of impressions, West has always seemed a bit strange, a bit zealous in the bad sense of the word. On the other, I like the poem, "To His Coy Mistress." And on the third hand,Schindler is obviously a more thorough and exact thinker.

Which of the two camps does justice to the truth of "To His Coy Mistress"?

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