þæs ic 
wēne (_as I hope_), 272; swā ic þē wēne tō _(as I hope thou wilt_: Bēowulf 
hopes
                                
                                    Hrōðgār
                                
                                         
                                will now suffer no more pain), 1397.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
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                                            | Question: | 
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                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Beowulf | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                
                                
                                    direction
                                
                                         
                                of ft should be in private hands, this would be to commit the interests of the state to persons not in' terested, or not enough interested in their proper manage- ment.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Alexander Hamilton - 1790 - Report on a National Bank | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Pour montrer 
qu’elle ne cherchait pas à faire sentir dans un salon où elle ne 
venait que par condescendance, la supériorité de son rang, elle était 
entrée en effaçant les épaules là même où il n’y avait aucune foule à 
fendre et personne à laisser passer, restant exprès dans le fond, de 
l’air d’y être à sa place, comme un roi qui fait la queue à la porte 
d’un théâtre tant que les autorités n’ont pas été prévenues qu’il est 
là; et, bornant simplement son regard--pour ne pas avoir l’air de 
signaler sa présence et de réclamer des égards--à la
                                
                                    considération
                                
                                         
                                d’un 
dessin du tapis ou de sa propre jupe, elle se tenait debout à 
l’endroit qui lui avait paru le plus modeste (et d’où elle savait bien 
qu’une exclamation ravie de Mme de Saint-Euverte allait la tirer dès 
que celle-ci l’aurait aperçue), à côté de Mme de Cambremer qui lui 
était inconnue.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Proust - A La Recherche du Temps Perdu - Du Côté de Chez Swann - v1 | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                natus est
                                
                                    Kiaranus
                                
                                         
                                &c.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            O'Hanlon - Lives of the Irish Saints - v3 | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                The
                                
                                    doorkeeper
                                
                                         
                                never paid me this either, and so  
made away with another seventy-five francs.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Orwell - Down and Out in Paris and London | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                At the conclusionofthesectiondealingwithfascismas a genericoncept,Professor Allardycebrieflyconsidersthealternativeofa
                                
                                    shortdescriptivceomparative
                                
                                         
                                typologyor "fascistminimum.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Nolte - 1979 - [What Fascism Is Not- Thoughts on the Deflation of a Concept]- Comment | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Hath he not created the world in his own image, namely, as 
stupid as
                                
                                    possible?
                                
                                         
                                
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Thus Spake Zarathustra- A Book for All and None by Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Small good to anything growing wild, 
    They were
                                
                                    crooking
                                
                                         
                                many a trillium 
  That had budded before the boughs were piled 
    And since it was coming up had to come.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Robert Frost - A Mountain Interval | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                , & International Human Genome
                                
                                    Sequencing
                                
                                         
                                Consortium.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Steven-Pinker-The-Blank-Slate 1 | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                In natures like Cæsar 
and
                                
                                    Napoleon
                                
                                         
                                we are able to divine something of 
the nature of " disinterestedness” in their work on 
their marble, whatever be the number of men that 
are sacrificed in the process.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Nietzsche - v15 - Will to Power - b | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                While I was writing this text, I occasionally checked the
                                
                                    incoming
                                
                                         
                                e-mails and, as it is mid-July, I also just saw who won today's stage of the Tour de France (it was, to my great American regret, Alberto Contador from spain).
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Gumbrecht - Infinite Availability - On Hyper-Communication and Old Age | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                 
 
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                                    everyone
                                
                                         
                                else).
                                 
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Dostoesvky - The Brothers Karamazov | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Here I describe
                                
                                    findings
                                
                                         
                                that appear to be fairly typical.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            A-Secure-Base-Bowlby-Johnf | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                The variation in printed
                                
                                    characters
                                
                                         
                                between the dominant motif, a secondary one and those adjacent, marks its importance for oral utterance and the scale, mid-way, at top or bottom of the page will show how the intonation rises or falls.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
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                                            | Source: | 
                                            Mallarme - Poems | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                , within the chronotope that had been dominating Western culture since the early
                                
                                    nineteenth
                                
                                         
                                century, we felt that we were constantly leaving subsequent pasts ''behind ourselves'' as we were moving into the future as ''open horizons filled with possibilities.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Gumbrecht - Incarnation, Now - Five Brief Thoughts and a Non-Conclusive Finding | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                — the
                                
                                    violators
                                
                                         
                                of the noble name of (immaculate per- 
ception), xi.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Nietzsche - v18 - Epilogue, Index | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Whoever speaks in the
                                
                                    conditions
                                
                                         
                                permitted-whether from a bour geois, political, academic, legal, or psychological perspective-will always be in the minus and run around in vain seeking the means by which to pay off and shift overdrawn assertions.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Sloterdijk - Nietzsche Apostle | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                9 If it is indifferent whether one is in good or in bad faith, because bad faith reappre- hends good faith and slides to the very origin of the project of good faith, that does not mean that we can not
                                
                                    radically
                                
                                         
                                escape bad faith.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Sartre - BeingAndNothingness - Chapter 2 - On Lying | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Actual perceiving is just 
that special transition from the potential to the actual which results 
in making the organ for the time being
                                
                                    _actually_
                                
                                         
                                of the same quality as 
the object.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Aristotle by A. E. Taylor | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                ' * 'A very
                                
                                    excellent
                                
                                         
                                apothegm,' said the earl.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Fletcher - Lucian the Dreamer | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                And to my song with smooth and equal measure dance; 
  While the dance lasts, how long soe'er it be, 
  My musick's voice shall bear it company; 
  Till all gentle notes be drown'd 
  In the last trumpet's
                                
                                    dreadful
                                
                                         
                                sound.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Samuel Johnson - Lives of the Poets - 1 | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                This gives Casaubon17 the opportu nity to criticize the custom that had arisen in his time
                                
                                    ofquoting
                                
                                         
                                Marcus' work by the title De vita sua ("On His Life").
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Hadot - The Inner Citadel The Meditations of Marcus Aurelius | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Sim, o tédio é isso: a perda, pela alma, da sua
                                
                                    capacidade
                                
                                         
                                de se iludir, a falta, no pensamento, da escada inexistente por onde ele sobe sólido à verdade.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Pessoa - Livro do Desassossego | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Vicious and unbridled people: their depressing
                                
                                    influence
                                
                                         
                                upon the value of the passions.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Nietzsche - Works - v15 - Will to Power - b | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Les Landes sans espoir de ses regards briiles,
                                
                                    Semblaient
                                
                                         
                                parfois des paons prets a mettre a la voile .
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Ezra-Pound-Instigations | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                The tension between the Poles" and the 
Russian
                                
                                    Government
                                
                                         
                                was then near the breaking 
point.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Poland - 1915 - Poland, a Study in National Idealism - Monica Gardner | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                The slow sale and tardy reputation of this poem have been always 
mentioned as evidences of neglected merit, and of the uncertainty of 
literary fame; and inquiries have been made, and
                                
                                    conjectures
                                
                                         
                                offered, 
about the causes of its long obscurity and late reception.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Samuel Johnson - Lives of the Poets - 1 | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                173
                                
                                    contains
                                
                                         
                                the first ten books, and is of the middle of the 15th 
century.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Strabo | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                I 
Theories of
                                
                                    international
                                
                                         
                                politics can be sorted out in a number of ways.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Waltz - Theory of International Relations | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                This alliance, however, was tac- tically short-lived, and
                                
                                    questionable
                                
                                         
                                in its ideo- logical import.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Dugin - Alexander Dugin and New European Radical Right | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Copyright, 1916, by the editors, trading as
                                
                                    CONTEMPORARY
                                
                                         
                                VERSE.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Contemporary Verse - v01-02 | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                And yet they seem alive and quivering 
   Against my
                                
                                    tremulous
                                
                                         
                                hands which loose the string 
   And let them drop down on my knee to-night.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Sonnets from the Portugese | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Be
                                
                                    innocent
                                
                                         
                                of the knowledge, dearest Chuck, 
Till thou applaud the deed: Come, seeling Night, 
Skarfe vp the tender Eye of pittifull Day, 
And with thy bloodie and inuisible Hand 
Cancell and teare to pieces that great Bond, 
Which keepes me pale.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            shakespeare-macbeth | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Narni, on the Nar, which is a
                                
                                    tributary
                                
                                         
                                of the Tiber.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Narrative and Lyric Poems (first series) for use in the Lower School by Stevenson | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Napoleon, with
                                
                                    Squealer
                                
                                         
                                and  
another pig named Minimus, who had a remarkable gift for composing  
songs and poems, sat on the front of the raised platform, with the nine  
young dogs forming a semicircle round them, and the other pigs sitting  
behind.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Orwell - Animal Farm | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Half-past two, 
     The street-lamp said, 
     "Remark the cat which
                                
                                    flattens
                                
                                         
                                itself in the gutter, 
     Slips out its tongue 
     And devours a morsel of rancid butter.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Eliot - Rhapsody on a Windy Night | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                First of all, to state the already mentioned tendency: treating the care of the poor more as a concern of the widest governmental circles after it was originally based everywhere on the
                                
                                    community
                                
                                         
                                of the locality.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            SIMMEL-Georg-Sociology-Inquiries-Into-the-Construction-of-Social-Forms-2vol | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                He saw the path that wound up the steep, though so 
narrow that two men could hardly march in it abreast; and he 
knew, by the number of tents which he counted on the summit, 
that the
                                
                                    Canadian
                                
                                         
                                post which guarded it could not exceed a hun- 
dred.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Warner - World's Best Literature - v03 - Bag to Ber | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                
                                
                                    D^bstrai
                                
                                         
                                nin* 
av: t t: - j- I r c: t: ?
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Childrens - Psalm-Book | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                She might have said
                                
                                    something
                                
                                         
                                really warm and 
  cordial, you understand.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            World's Greatest Books - Volume 17 - Poetry and Drama | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                " asked the
                                
                                    familiar
                                
                                         
                                voice.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Jane Eyre- An Autobiography by Charlotte Brontë | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Some people have 
maintained in my hearing that they had been drunk upon green tea; and a 
medical student in London, for whose
                                
                                    knowledge
                                
                                         
                                in his profession I have 
reason to feel great respect, assured me the other day that a patient in 
recovering from an illness had got drunk on a beef-steak.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            De Quincey - Confessions of an Opium Eater | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                For Gunther, it is still uncertain whether the draining of subjectivity into the second machine should be read as a mere
                                
                                    emptying
                                
                                         
                                of the inner world or as a deepening of subjectivity via its mirroring in spirit-mimetic machines of increasing complexity.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Sloterdijk - You Must Change Your Life | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                And there were some fellows out of second of grammar
                                
                                    listening
                                
                                         
                                and one 
of them said: 
 
--The senate and the Roman people declared that Dedalus had been 
wrongly punished.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                While his pipe is puffing out, 
Sue he's putting to the rout, 
Gossiping, who takes delight 
To shool her
                                
                                    knitting
                                
                                         
                                out at night, 
And back-bite neighbours bout the town-- 
Who's got new caps, and who a gown, 
And many a thing, her evil eye 
Can see they don't come honest by.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            John Clare | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                His falling temples you have reared, 
      The withered
                                
                                    garlands
                                
                                         
                                ta'en away; 
      His altars kept from the decay 
   That envy wished, and nature feared; 
 
   And on them burns so chaste a flame, 
      With so much loyalty's expense, 
      As Love, t' acquit such excellence, 
   Is gone himself into your name.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Ben Jonson - Discoveries Made Upon Men, and Some Poems | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                my memory is
                                
                                    perpetually
                                
                                         
                                filled with bitter remembrances of passed evils; and are there more to be feared still?
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            The Letters of Abelard and Heloise | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                {To Andrea) You'll have to sign a paper saying we
                                
                                    examined
                                
                                         
                                everything.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Life-of-Galileo-by-Brecht | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                42 In his "
                                
                                    Historia
                                
                                         
                                Ecclesiastica Gentig 
Scotorum," where he pretends, that the term Scotus applied to St.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            O'Hanlon - Lives of the Irish Saints - v9 | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                The council was
                                
                                    deliberating
                                
                                         
                                in his presence upon 
the danger of the kingdom; some of the counsellors 
proposed to divert the threatened tempest by negotia- 
tions; on a sudden the young king rose, with the 
gravity and confidence of a superior mind.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Childrens - Little Princes | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Thou scene of all my
                                
                                    happiness
                                
                                         
                                and pleasure!
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Pushkin - Talisman | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                "In that case you would have to give me some notion why a man like Arnheim has
                                
                                    literary
                                
                                         
                                interests in the first place," he said, to his in- stant regret, because he could see the cousin winding up for one of his lengthy answers.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Musil - Man Without Qualities - v1 | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Obviously, this kind of poetry emphasizes inner life, solitude, and transcendence, often
                                
                                    represented
                                
                                         
                                by means of common earthly substances.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Trakl - Bringing Blood to Trakl’s Ghost | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                To read men is 
acknowledged more useful than books; but where is there a better library for 
that study,
                                
                                    generally
                                
                                         
                                than here; among such a variety of humours, all ex- 
pressing themselves on divers subjects according to their respective abilities ?
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Cambridge History of English Literature - 1908 - v07 | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                It is there- fore the moral law, of which we become directly conscious (as soon as we trace for ourselves maxims of the will), that first presents itself to us, and leads directly to the concept of freedom, inasmuch as reason presents it as a principle of determination not to be out- weighed by any sensible conditions, nay, wholly
                                
                                    independent
                                
                                         
                                of them.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            The-Critique-of-Practical-Reason-The-Metaphysical-Elements-of-Ethics-and-Fundamental-Principles-of-the-Metaphysic-of-Morals-by-Immanuel-Kant | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Cum muros
                                
                                    arcemque
                                
                                         
                                pro-\-cUl et \ rara domorum 
( prociil-- ccesura.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Latin - Carey - Clavis Metrico-Virgiliana | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                It does not occur to 
Balfour, however, to let the Egyptian speak for himself, since presumably any Egyptian who 
would speak out is more likely to be “the agitator [who] wishes to raise
                                
                                    difficulties”
                                
                                         
                                than the good 
native who overlooks the “difficulties” of foreign domination.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Said - Orientalism - Chapter 01 | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                C02 A CURE FOR SATIRE, 
" Well,"
                                
                                    continued
                                
                                         
                                Mrs.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Childrens - Tales of the Hermitage | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                The earth, a brittle globe of glass, 
      Lies in the hollow of thy hand, 
   And through its heart of crystal pass, 
      Like shadows through a
                                
                                    twilight
                                
                                         
                                land, 
 
   The spears of crimson-suited war, 
      The long white-crested waves of fight, 
   And all the deadly fires which are 
      The torches of the lords of Night.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Oscar Wilde - Poetry | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                ctor Valera Mora, Gustavo Pereira, Hesnor Rivera, Amoldo Acosta Bello,
                                
                                    Francisco
                                
                                         
                                Pe?
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Trakl - T h e Poet's F ad in g Face- A lb e rto G irri, R afael C ad en as a n d P o s th u m a n is t Latin A m e ric a n P o e try | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                If rigor still has a purpose in this questionable discipline, then it is to think oneself into the surge of the most extreme exertion in order to
                                
                                    ascertain
                                
                                         
                                the limits of exertion.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Sloterdijk- Infinite Mobilization | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Dympna, except those already removed in small
                                
                                    portions
                                
                                         
                                for relics,*^ exist in the magnificent silver shrine, which is kept within an antique oak chest, on ordinary occasions, while it is placed behind the tran- sept altar and chapel of our saint, within the old sacristy.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            O'Hanlon - Lives of the Irish Saints - v5 | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                We heard the loosened clapboards tost, 
The board-nails
                                
                                    snapping
                                
                                         
                                in the frost; 
And on us, through the unplastered wall, 
Felt the light sifted snow-flakes fall.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Warner - World's Best Literature - v27 - Wat to Zor | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                The
                                
                                    rippling
                                
                                         
                                water leapt and licked the brass vessel that stood 
   on the landing step.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Tagore - Creative Unity | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                The pressure towards
                                
                                    individualization
                                
                                         
                                has dropped in the modern 
climate of cities and mass media.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Sloterdijk-Cynicism-the-Twilight-of-False-Consciousness | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                But in 
Baedeker, it does not say anything about the change of name, 
though it does say that the two churches with the theatre form 
the finest group of
                                
                                    buildings
                                
                                         
                                in Berlin.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Treitschke - 1915 - Confessions of Frederick the Great | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Here do all things come
                                
                                    caressingly
                                
                                         
                                to thy talk 
and flatter thee: for they want to ride upon thy 
back.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Nietzsche - v11 - Thus Spake Zarathustra | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                One is that science deals in generalities but has little to say about
                                
                                    singular
                                
                                         
                                specific events.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            A-Secure-Base-Bowlby-Johnf | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                O Atthis, how I loved thee long ago 
In that fair
                                
                                    perished
                                
                                         
                                summer by the sea!
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                            sweltering | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                            Did our love too perish? | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Sappho | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                The
                                
                                    satisfied
                                
                                         
                                lover 
needs no poem of ecstacy; his beloved Is his poem.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Catullus - Stewart - Selections | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                If it were otherwise, the ascetics who had entered into meditation--in which the body and the consciousness are always produced in the same way, the successive moments of the series being identical--would not 
125 
As for the second difficulty: The
                                
                                    production
                                
                                         
                                of consciousness is subject to a certain order.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            AbhidharmakosabhasyamVol-4VasubandhuPoussinPruden1991 | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Estou triste, mas não com uma
                                
                                    tristeza
                                
                                         
                                definida, nem sequer com uma tristeza indefinida.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Pessoa - Livro do Desassossego | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Taken with the many changes from the text of _1633_ in which 
_1635_ has the support of _O'F_, one can hardly doubt that among the 
fresh manuscript
                                
                                    collections
                                
                                         
                                which came into the hands of the printer 
of _1635_ (often only to mislead him) _O'F_ was one.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Donne - 2 | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                The
                                
                                    Spaniards
                                
                                         
                                give place to none in the reputation of soldiery.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Erasmus - In Praise of Folly | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                They receive
                                
                                    cottages
                                
                                         
                                and coal for firing --for nothing?
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Marx - Capital-Volume-I | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                For of a sudden all the storm was past: 
A gentle calm of love
                                
                                    succeeded
                                
                                         
                                it: 
Monimia sigh'd and blush'd; Castalio swore; 
As you, my lord, I well remember, did 
To my young sister, in the orange grove, 
When I was first preferr'd to be your page.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Thomas Otway | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Gay's later years were uneventfully spent in the house of his 
faithful patrons the duke and duchess of Queensberry, at Amesbury 
and at
                                
                                    Burlington
                                
                                         
                                gardens.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Cambridge History of English Literature - 1908 - v09 | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                If we wished to
                                
                                    postulate
                                
                                         
                                an adequate object of 
life it would not necessarily be related in any way 
with the category of conscious life; it would 
require rather to explain conscious life as a mere 
means to itself.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Nietzsche - v15 - Will to Power - b | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                His History of Scotland justified his appointment as 
Scottish historiographer-royal; but, although the fruit of long 
and unwearying research, it is ill-arranged and loose in compo- 
sition, and only held the field because of the absence of a 
competitor in command of the same
                                
                                    abundance
                                
                                         
                                of material.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Cambridge History of English Literature - 1908 - v14 | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Not, he parenthesised, that for the sake of filthy lucre he need 
necessarily embrace the lyric
                                
                                    platform
                                
                                         
                                as a walk in life for any lengthy 
space of time.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            James Joyce - Ulysses | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                It was in a very real sense an exercise in
                                
                                    praising
                                
                                         
                                God, for it was a er all he to whom she had given birth.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Mary and the Art of Prayer_Ave Maria | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Pain 
 
 
 
  Waves are the sea's white daughters, 
   And
                                
                                    raindrops
                                
                                         
                                the children of rain, 
  But why for my shimmering body 
   Have I a mother like Pain?
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Sara Teasdale | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                10 
Sed tibi ne mea sint ignota incommoda, Manli, 
Neu me odisse putes
                                
                                    hospitis
                                
                                         
                                officium; 
Accipe, quis merser fortune fluctibus ipse, 
Ne amplius a misero dona beata petas.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Catullus - Hubbard - Poems | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                " 
 
Brings his horse his eldest sister, 
And the next his arms, which glister, 
Whilst the third, with
                                
                                    childish
                                
                                         
                                prattle, 
Cries, "when wilt return from battle?
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Pushkin - Talisman | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                , Peterhouse,
                                
                                    Secretary
                                
                                         
                                of the 
University Library.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Cambridge History of English Literature - 1908 - v05 | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Nothing comes into the soul from without; that which it consciously represents has been already unconsciously contained within it: and on the other hand, the soul cannot bring forth
                                
                                    anything
                                
                                         
                                in its conscious ideas which has not been within it from the beginning.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Windelband - History of Philosophy | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                29 
for facilitating the
                                
                                    collection
                                
                                         
                                of the tax.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Demosthenese - First Philippic and the Olynthiacs | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                I5)
                                
                                    traditionally
                                
                                         
                                throw.
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            McHugh-Roland-1976-The-Sigla-of-Finnegans-Wake | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                Behold, what hath been
                                
                                    reserved
                                
                                         
                                for thee?
                                
                                    
                                        
                                            | Guess: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Question: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Answer: | 
                                             | 
                                         
                                        
                                            | Source: | 
                                            Nietzsche - v11 - Thus Spake Zarathustra | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
                         | 
                    
                                    
                        
                            
                                It's avin our 
name mixed up with yours that I object to, you
                                
                                    blackmailin
                                
                                         
                                swine, you.
                                
                                    
                                        
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                                            Man and Superman- A Comedy and a Philosophy by Bernard Shaw | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
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                                To have spared him would have con- 
fused the
                                
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                                of the tragedy.
                                
                                    
                                        
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                                            Ovid - 1934 - Metamorphoses in European Culture - v2 | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
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                                and they take a similar liberty with the 
feminine IS,
                                
                                    converting
                                
                                         
                                it into IAS, as Thaumantias.
                                
                                    
                                        
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                                            Latin - Carey - Clavis Metrico-Virgiliana | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
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                                At first, then, exhibit the coyness of a maiden, until the enemy gives you an opening; afterwards emulate the
                                
                                    rapidity
                                
                                         
                                of a running hare, and it will be too late for the enemy to oppose you.
                                
                                    
                                        
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                                            The-Art-of-War | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
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                                Public domain books are our gateways to the past, representing a wealth of history, culture and knowledge that's often
                                
                                    difficult
                                
                                         
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                                            The_satires_of_Persius | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
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                                We were not cruel, yet did sunder 
    His white wing from the blue waves under, 
    And bound it, while his
                                
                                    fearless
                                
                                         
                                eyes 
    Shone up to ours in calm surprise, 
    As deeming us some ocean wonder.
                                
                                    
                                        
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                                            Elizabeth Browning - 2 | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
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                                And speedily again thou didst go to get thee hounds; and thou camest to the
                                
                                    Arcadian
                                
                                         
                                fold of Pan.
                                
                                    
                                        
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                                            Callimachus - Hymns | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
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                                The memoirs open with 
lists of promotions, gifts and
                                
                                    relaxation
                                
                                         
                                of punishments and of strict- 
ness in the collection of revenue, and are full of examples of clemency 
towards rebels and treacherous officials.
                                
                                    
                                        
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                                            Cambridge History of India - v4 - Mugul Period | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
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                                " an arch
                                
                                    observer
                                
                                         
                                cries.
                                
                                    
                                        
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                                            Carey -  1796 - Key to Practical English Prosody | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
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                                " He called aloud, and soon there appeared a "porter" on the wall, 
    who
                                
                                    demanded
                                
                                         
                                his errand.
                                
                                    
                                        
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                                            Gawaine and the Green Knight | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
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Catherine had no leisure for speech, being at once blushing, tying her 
gown, and forming wise
                                
                                    resolutions
                                
                                         
                                with the most violent dispatch.
                                
                                    
                                        
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                                            Austen - Northanger Abbey | 
                                         
                                    
                                 
                            
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