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I was with you before the monument of Bem When you raised high the flags of Hungary and Poland. I do not know who of you is wounded, who is dead Now that your voices are silent, and the fires …
I was with you before the monument of Bem When you raised high the flags of Hungary and Poland. I do not know who of you is wounded, who is dead Now that your voices are silent, and the fires …
“Poem for Adults” is one of the most remarkable, documents of our time; nothing that has yet appeared in print so fully reveals the despair felt by intellectuals and writers at having to live in the prison-house of totalitarianism.