Nor dread nor hope attend a dying animal; a man awaits his end dreading and hoping all.
I Sing what was lost and dread what was won, / I walk in a battle fought over again.
He only can create the greatest imaginable beauty who has endured all imaginable pangs, for only when we have seen and foreseen what we dread shall we be rewarded by that dazzling unforeseen wing-footed wanderer.
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