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Excelsior
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The shades of night were falling fast,
As through an Alpine village passed
A youth, who bore, ‘mid snow and ice,
A banner with the strange device,
Excelsior!
His brow was sad; his eye beneath,
Flashed like a falchion from its sheath,
And like a silver clarion rung
The accents of that unknown tongue,
Excelsior!
In happy...
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One morning he awoke in a cold sweat. His alarm was buzzing…buzzing…buzzing right next to his ear. His body shot straight up, and he sat there upright for what seemed like hours. The usual bleariness was absent from his eyes; however, his mind was cloudy. The dream had left him clearly rattled, even as he was still trying to remember it.
It started coming to him, piece by piece. He stared...
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– Plato