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When beauty fires the blood, how love exalts the mind!


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He with a graceful pride, While his rider every hand survey'd, Sprung loose, and flew into an escapade; Not moving forward, yet with every bound Pressing, and seeming still to quit his ground.

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When he spoke, what tender words he used! So softly, that like flakes of feathered snow, They melted as they fell.

When he spoke, what tender words he used! So softly, that like flakes of feathered snow, They melted as they fell.



Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.

Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.



Dead men tell no tales.

Dead men tell no tales.



Dancing is the poetry of the foot.

Dancing is the poetry of the foot.



The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.

The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.



Fortune befriends the bold.

Fortune befriends the bold.





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