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Dragons will wander about
the waste places,
and the phoenix will soar
from her nest of fire
into the air
We shall lay our hands
upon the Basilisk,
and see the jewel
in the toad's head.
Champing his gilded oats,
the hippogriff will stand
in our stalls,
and over our heads
will float the bluebird,
singing of beautiful and
impossible things,
of things that are lovely
and that never happened,
of things that are not
and that should be.--Oscar Wilde (The Decay of Lying)
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The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.
Haldir, of Lorien ~ J. R. R. Tolkien ~ The Fellowship of the Ring
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the waste places,
and the phoenix will soar
from her nest of fire
into the air
We shall lay our hands
upon the Basilisk,
and see the jewel
in the toad's head.
Champing his gilded oats,
the hippogriff will stand
in our stalls,
and over our heads
will float the bluebird,
singing of beautiful and
impossible things,
of things that are lovely
and that never happened,
of things that are not
and that should be.--Oscar Wilde (The Decay of Lying)
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The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.
Haldir, of Lorien ~ J. R. R. Tolkien ~ The Fellowship of the Ring
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