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Down from his brow she ran his curls like thick hyacinth clusters full of blooms.
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Two friends, two bodies with one soul inspired.
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Hunger is insolent, and will be fed.
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See now, how men lay blame upon us gods for what is after all nothing but their own folly.
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Think not to match yourself against the gods, for men that walk the earth cannot hold their own with the immortals.
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Death submits to no one.
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A young man is embarrassed to question an older one.
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Do not beg me by knees or by parents you dog! I only wish I were savagely wrathful enough to hack up your corpse and eat it raw.
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You know, the one with all the well meaning rules that don't work out in real life, uh, Christianity.
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Unextinguished laughter shakes the skies.
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His native home deep imaged in his soul.
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To have a great man for an intimate friend seems pleasant to those who have never tried it; those who have, fear it.
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Blame the guy who doesn't speak Engish.
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The wine urges me on, the bewitching wine, which sets even a wise man to singing and to laughing gently and rouses him up to dance and brings forth words which were better unspoken.
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It never was our guise to slight the poor, or aught humane despise.
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The other day, I was so desperate for a beer, I snuck into the football stadium and ate the dirt under the bleachers.
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Beauty! Terrible Beauty! A deathless Goddess-- so she strikes our eyes!
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It is not unseemly for a man to die fighting in defense of his country.
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For Fate has wove the thread of life with pain, And twins ev'n from the birth are Misery and Man!
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But it is only what happens, when they die, to all mortals. The sinews no longer hold the flesh and the bones together, and once the spirit has let the white bones, all the rest of the body is made subject to the fire's strong fury, but the soul flitters out like a dream and flies away.
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To be loved, you have to be nice to people, everyday. But to be hated, you don't have to do squat!
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And his good wife will tear her cheeks in grief, his sons are orphans and he, soaking the soil red with his own blood, he rots away himself-more birds than women flocking round his body!
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But listen to me first and swear an oath to use all your eloquence and strength to look after me and protect me.
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Now from the smooth deep ocean-stream the sun Began to climb the heavens, and with new rays Smote the surrounding fields.