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Among all men on the earth bards have a share of honor and reverence, because the muse has taught them songs and loves the race of bards.
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Discourse, the sweeter banquet of the mind.
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A generous heart repairs a slanderous tongue.
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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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Down from his brow she ran his curls like thick hyacinth clusters full of blooms.
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Just once I'd like someone to call me 'Sir' without adding 'You're making a scene.'
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I say no wealth is worth my life.
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It never was our guise to slight the poor, or aught humane despise.
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After the event, even a fool is wise.
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These nights are endless, and a man can sleep through them, or he can enjoy listening to stories, and you have no need to go to bed before it is time. Too much sleep is only a bore. And of the others, any one whose heart and spirit urge him can go outside and sleep, and then, when the dawn shows, breakfast first, then go out to tend the swine of our master. But we two, sitting here in the shelter, eating and drinking, shall entertain each other remembering and retelling our sad sorrows. For afterwards a man who has suffered much and wandered much has pleasure out of his sorrows.
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Good things don't end in -eum; they end in -mania or -teria.
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Oall the creatures that creep and breathe on earth, there is none more wretched than man.
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Here, therefore, huge and mighty warrior though you be, here shall you die.
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By mutual confidence and mutual aid - great deeds are done, and great discoveries made.
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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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Take thou thy arms and come with me, For we must quit ourselves like men, and strive To air our cause, although we be but two. Great is the strength of feeble arms combined, And we can combat even with the brave.
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Close to the Gates a spacious Garden lies, From the Storms defended and inclement Skies; Four Acres was the allotted Space of Ground, Fenc'd with a green Enclosure all around. Tall thriving Trees confessed the fruitful Mold: The reddening Apple ripens here to Gold, Here the blue Fig with luscious Juice overflows, With deeper Red the full Pomegranate glows, The Branch here bends beneath the weighty Pear, And verdant Olives flourish round the Year.
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The natural thing, my lord, men and women joined.
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All the survivors of the war had reached their homes and so put the perils of battle and the sea behind them.
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Urge him with truth to frame his fair replies And sure he will for Wisdom never lies.
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From his tongue flowed speech sweeter than honey.
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Blame the guy who doesn't speak Engish.
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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.
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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.