He who ascends to mountain-tops shall find
The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow;
He who surpasses or subdues mankind
Must look down on the hate of those below.
-- Lord Byron (1788-1824)
-- Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iii, Stanza 45
The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow;
He who surpasses or subdues mankind
Must look down on the hate of those below.
-- Lord Byron (1788-1824)
-- Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iii, Stanza 45
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Whose bark drives on and on,
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-- Lord Byron (1788-1824)
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-- Lord Byron (1788-1824)
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-- Lord Byron (1788-1824)
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Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iii, Stanza...
