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Wild dreams torment me as I lie. And though a god lives in my heart, though all my power waken at his word, though he can move my every inmost part - ...more

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Naturalists tell of a noble race of horses that instinctively open a vein with their teeth, when heated and exhausted by a long course, in order to br...more

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Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath.