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... it be assailed by a barbarous tribe of
Tagalogs
Or the greatest power in Europe."
And we cheered and cheered the speech and the flag
he waved
As he spoke.
And I went to the war in spite of my father,
And followed the flag till I saw it raised
By our camp in a rice field near Man... |
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... hundred pages, just try it, they can't do it... that's all I have, just style, nothing else. There are no messages in my books, that is for the church!"
He blew the air and waved his hand, dismissing it all.
"No, my books will soon be forgotten, they mean nothing, books don't change anything, it means nothing... I have been everything, a cowboy in Americ... |
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... prize had earned:
And musing on the marvel of thy fame
I watched the day, till marked with wounds of flame
The turquoise sky to burnished gold was turned.
The pine-trees waved as waves a woman's hair,
And in the orchards every twining spray
Was breaking into flakes of blossoming foam:
But when I knew that far away at Rome
In evil bonds a sec... |
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... in steel; the arms he chose
Were plain, and on his shield was no device,
Only his helm was rich, inlaid with gold,
And, from the fluted spine atop, a plume
Of horsehair waved, a scarlet horsehair plume.
So arm'd, he issued forth; and Ruksh, his horse,
Follow'd him like a faithful hound at heel--
Ruksh, whose renown was noised through all the eart... |
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... messages in my books, that is for the church!"
He blew the air and waved his hand, dismissing it all.
"No, my books will soon be forgotten, they mean nothing, books don't change anything, it means nothing... I have been everything, a cowboy ... |
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... column falls!
Here, where the mimic eagle glared in gold,
A midnight vigil holds the swarthy bat!
Here, where the dames of Rome their gilded hair
Waved to the wind, now wave the reed and thistle!
Here, where on golden throne the monarch lolled,
Glides, spectre-like, unto his marble home,
Lit by the wan li... |
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| ... his face, blocking his mouth. Peter's heart began to beat fast, not with pleasure now but with uneasiness. He sat up and called across the table, "Wake up." Francis's shoulders shook and he waved clenched fist in the air, but his eyes remained closed. To Peter Morton the whole room seemed suddenly to darken, and he had the impression of a great bird swooping. He cried again "Wake ... |
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Have you ever lived in a cage
Where you live to be whipped and be tamed
For I've never loved in a cage
Or talked to a friend or just waved
Well I walk while they talk about virtue
Just raised on my back legs and snarled
Watched you kiss your old daddy with passion
And tell dirty jokes as he died
But I'm damned when I really care t... |
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... someone
But the times have changed
The less I say the more my work gets done
'Cause I live and breathe this Philadelphia Freedom
From the day that I was born, I've waved the flag
Philadelphia Freedom, took me knee-high to a man
Yeah, gave me peace of mind, my daddy never had
Oh, Philadelphia Freedom shine on me, I love you
Shine ... |
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