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...took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads, — you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honor and his toil ; Death closes...be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans...

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...sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads — you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere...be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans...

...sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads — you and I are old : Old age hath yet his honour and his toil : Death closes all : but something ere...be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans...

...More things arc wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. * * » * * * Something ere the end, Sonic work of noble note may yet be done Not unbecoming men that strove with gods. Transfers and discharges thinned out the Hospital ranks. Two hundred and ninety men went in one day....

...closing lines of ' Ulysses ' nobly refute all the numbing heresy of the ' Lotos Eaters,' — . . . . ' But something ere the end, Some work of noble note may yet be done. That which wo arc, wo ara ; One equal tempter of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, bat strong...

...took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads, — you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honor and his toil ; Death closes...be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans...