I but use you a minute, then I resign you, stallion, Why do I need your paces when I myself out-gallop them?
Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged, Missing me one place search another, I stop somewhere waiting for you.
Wrench'd and sweaty-calm and cool then my body becomes, I sleep-I sleep long.
What is known I strip away, I launch all men and women forward with me into the Unknown.
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Do you take it I would astonish?
Our foe was no sulk in his ship I tell you, (said he His was the surly English pluck, and there is no tougher or truer, and never was, and never will be; Along the lower'd eve he came horribly raking.
The little plentiful manikins skipping around in collars and tail'd coats I am aware who they are, (they are positively not worms or fleas I acknowledge the duplicates of myself, the weakest and shallowest is deathless with me, What I do and say the same.
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