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Thou art a dreaming thing, A fever of thyself.


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Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul.

Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul.



A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.



The only means of strengthening one's intellect is to make up one's mind about nothing, to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.

The only means of strengthening one's intellect is to make up one's mind about nothing, to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.



A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.

A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.



Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever.

Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever.



Shed no tear - O, shed no tear! The flower will bloom another year. Weep no more - O, weep no more! Young buds sleep in the root's white core.

Shed no tear - O, shed no tear! The flower will bloom another year. Weep no more - O, weep no more! Young buds sleep in the root's white core.



Open afresh your rounds of starry folds, Ye ardent Marigolds.

Open afresh your rounds of starry folds, Ye ardent Marigolds.



And when thou art weary I'll find thee a bed, Of mosses and flowers to pillow thy head.

And when thou art weary I'll find thee a bed, Of mosses and flowers to pillow thy head.



Neither poetry, nor ambition, nor love have any alertness of countenance as they pass by me.

Neither poetry, nor ambition, nor love have any alertness of countenance as they pass by me.



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You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.





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Why ask for truth," Ser Barristan said softly, "if you close your ears to it?



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You know, I feel as comfortable in an uncomfortable situation as I do when things are going smoothly.



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