The unexamined life is not worth living
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Like a Kipling hero, he lives for his ordnance
Her dark apprehensions
Barefoot and on tiptoe in the wood at dawn, she makes her own light
To try to know
Comme furtive d’elle
Votaress
Rooted and ascending
“She still had the power, as she came tinkling, rustling”
She embraces the scarlet stigma
