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Come, cuddle your head on my shoulder, dear, Your head like the golden-rod, And we will go sailing away from here To the beautiful land of Nod."
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No question is ever settled Until it is settled right.
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"All love that has not friendship for its base, Is like a mansion built upon the sand."
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"Feast, and your halls are crowded; Fast, and the world goes by."
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"There is no chance, no destiny, no fate, that can hinder or control the firm resolve of a determined soul."
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