Antoni Lange
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Antoni Lange (1861 or 1863 – 17 March 1928) was a Polish poet, writer and translator.
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[edit]- I gave myself up to you, gracious goddess
And I believe it will decorate your temples
like a precious jewel.- Vita Nova
- I was at god's order
To looking for you in every woman's eye.- Vita Nova
- We pray to the grave, nothingness and plague.
- Vox Posthuma
- Be — fight — feel the pain — and love the wounds!
- Vox Posthuma
- All our blasphemies are only little prayers.
- Vox Posthuma
- I loved life too much to lust for life.
- Vox Posthuma
- Dead is the travel of all our travels.
- Thinkings
- Dead is the cradle of everything.
- "Thinkings"
- How many times have I created to destroy?
- Vita Nova
- People souls — perennial loners. They're loners like stray stars.
- Loneliness
- There live Christ and Nero in our hearts.
- Thinkings