We’ll drink the wine till the cup is dry, and kiss the girls so they’ll not cry, and toss the dice until we fly to dance with Jak o’ the Shadows. We’ll dance all night while the moon runs free, and dandle the lasses upon our knee, and then you’ll ride along with me, to dance with Jak o’ the Shadows. We’ll sing all night, and drink all day, and on the girls we’ll spend our pay, and when it’s gone, then we’ll away, to dance with Jak o’ the Shadows. There’re some delight in ale and wine, and some in girls with ankles fine but my delight, yes, always mine, is to dance with Jak o’ the Shadows. We’ll toss the dice however they fall, and snuggle the girls be they short or tall, then follow young Mat whenever he calls, to dance with Jak o’ the Shadows.
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The Wheel of Time turns, and Ages come and pass, leaving memories that become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the Age that gave it birth comes again.
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Fortune rides like the sun on high With the fox that makes the ravens fly; Luck his soul, the lightning his eye, He snatches the moons from out of the sky.
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We rode on the winds of the rising storm, We ran to the sounds of the thunder. We danced among the lightning bolts, and tore the world asunder.
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Hammer the iron that lies on your anvil instead of daydreaming about working silver.
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And the shadow fell upon the Land, and the World was riven stone from stone. The oceans fled, and the mountains were swallowed up, and the nations were scattered to the eight corners of the world. The moon was as blood, and the sun was as ashes. The seas boiled, and the living envied the dead.
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Life is lighter than a feather, duty heavier than a mountain.
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A man without trust is a man without life.
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Death is as light as a feather; duty as heavy as a mountain.
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There are no clear paths. Only pitfalls and tripwires and darkness.
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On the heights, all paths are paved with daggers.
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Hardness shatters; strength endures.
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The only thing sadder than a battle won is a battle lost.
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Life is a dream from which we must wake before we can dream again.
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Beauty holds more worth than gold.
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We all make our limits, and we set them further out than we have any right.
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