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«I see before me the Gladiator lie: / He leans upon his hand - his manly brow / Consents to death, but conquers agony.»
Author: Lord Byron
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agony, brow, brows, conquers, consents, gladiator, gladiators, lay hands on, leans, leant, Lean on Me, manlier, manly, The Agony and, The Brow
«The best of prophets of the future is the past»
«I awoke one morning and found myself famous.»
«Yet he was jealous, though he did not show it, For jealousy dislikes the world to know it»
«I should, many a good day, have blown my brains out, but for the recollection that it would have given pleasure to my mother-in-law; and, even then, if I could have been certain to haunt her - but I won't dwell upon these trifling family matters»
Author: Lord Byron
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blown, good day, haunt, in-law, Mother in Law, recollection, recollections, trifling
«Why don't they knead two virtuous souls for life / Into that moral centaur, man and wife?»
«It is not for minds like ours to give or to receive flatter; yet the praises of sincerity have ever been permitted to the voice of friendship»
Author: Lord Byron
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Friendship,
Praise
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flatter, permitted, praises, sincerity, The Voice
«The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! / Where burning Sappho loved and sung, / Where grew the arts of war and peace, / Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung! / Eternal summer gilds them yet, / But all, except their sun, is set.»
«When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy, And the dimpling stream runs laughing by; When the air does laugh with our merry wit, And the green hill laughs with the noise of it.»
«Oh, nature's noblest gift, my grey goose quill, Slave of my thoughts, obedient to my will, Torn from the parent bird to form a pen, That mighty instrument of little men»
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