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Where'er She Lie, Locked Up From Mortal Eye, In Shady Leaves Of Destiny.
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Where'er she lie,
Locked up from mortal eye,
In shady leaves of destiny.
-- Richard Crashaw (c. 1616-1650)
-- Wishes to his Supposed Mistress
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Life that dares send A challenge to his end, And when it comes, say, Welcome, friend!
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Sydneian showers Of sweet discourse, whose powers Can crown old Winter's head with flowers.
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A happy soul, that all the way To heaven hath a summer's day.
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America lives in the heart of every man everywhere who wishes to find a region where he will be free to work out his destiny as he chooses.
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hung: [from `hung up'] adj. Equivalent to {wedged}, but more common at UNIX/C sites.
Not generally used of people. Syn. with {locked up}, {wedged}...