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...where you got it,the white tablecloth,
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as soon as dinner is finished!
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Look out, the dead are coming!
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The sad, pale dead!
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Later on in the same poem,TheTablecloth,
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a little later the poem continues:
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The little girl's already grown up:
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She looks after the house, and works...
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she does the washing and cooking,
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does everything as it was done then.
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She thinks of everything,but not of clearing the table.
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She lets the dead,the good, poor dead come.
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This means that the deadin Pascoli's poem
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are never frightening,persecuting presences,
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indeed they're the onlypresences with whom
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the poet can have a relationship,cry and be consoled.
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They're his own family:His dad, his mum...
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childhood happiness.
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All of this is highly idealised.
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The dead talk to him:
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There's a voice in my life...
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Precisely due to thegoodness of these emotions
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and the cult of andattachment to the family,
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the unavoidable sense of duty...
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Pascoli became the poetpar excellence in school books.
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Which, however, are neverconcerned enough
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Fuck off!
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With emphasising the extreme...
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Miss! Miss, look at me!
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What's happening?
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Don't move.What's happening?
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I told you not to move!
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Don't lean out, don't lean out!
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Leave me alone!
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Miss? Miss, look at me!
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Look at me!
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