helas! du crime affreux dont la honte me suit,
jamais mon triste coeur n'a recueilli le fruit:
jusqu'au dernier soupir de malheurs poursuivie
je rends dans les tourments une penible vie.
-jean racine phedre
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...here are no lessons for the world, no disclosures to shock peoples. it is filled with trivial things, partly that no one mistake for history the bones from which some day a man may make history, and partly for the pleasure it gave me to recall the fellowship...
t. e. lawrence seven pillars of wisdom: a triumph
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