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Some say the world would end in fire, some say in ice, from what I've tasted of desire I hold with those shoes who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate to say that for destruction ice is also great and would suffice.

Some say the world would end in fire, some say in Ice. from what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire, but if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate to say that for destruction ice is also great and would suffice.

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Whosever room this is should be ashamed! His underwear is hanging on the lamp. His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair, and the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp. His workbook is wedged in the window, his sweater's been thrown on the floor. His scarf and one ski are beneath the Tv, and his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.

Whosever room this is should be ashamed! His underwear is hanging on the lamp. His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair, and the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp. His workbook is wedged in the window, his sweater's been thrown on the floor. His scarf and one ski are beneath the Tv, and his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.

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I'm Nobody! Who are you? Are you-Nobody-top? Then there's a pair of us! Don't tell they'd advertise -you know! How dreary-to be - Somebody! How public -like a Frog- To tell ones name-the lifelong June- To an admiring Bog!

I'm Nobody! Who are you? Are you-Nobody-top? Then there's a pair of us! Don't tell they'd advertise- you-know! How dreary-to-be -somebody! How public-like a Frog- To tell ones name- the lifelong June- To an admiring Bog!

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He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ringed with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls,And like thunderbolt he falls.

He clasps the crag with crooked hands;Close to the sun in lonely lands;Ringed with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls,And like thunderbolt he falls.

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You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You're on your own. And YOU are the guy who'll decide where to go. You'll look up and down streets. Look 'em over with care. About some you will say, "I don't choose to go there" with your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet, you're too smart to go down any not-so-good street.

You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You're on your own. And YOU are the guy who'll decide where to go. You'll look up and down streets. Look 'em over with care. About some you will say "I don't choose to go there." With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet, you're too smart to go down any not-so-good street.