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Sala-manda-stron, look out here we come, A thief a warrior and a mole. Though the quest may take its toll,
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You love young ones and babes, I know this. The young will always befriend and admire you...all the young ones of the earth belong to you in friendship. Be good to them. --Breeze, to Sunflash the Mace
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Sighing restlessly, the boundless sea broke huge rollers into white cream which hissed hungrily up to the tideline.
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Tis a far cry from home for a poor lonely thing, O'er the deeps and wild waters of seas, Where you can't hear your dear mother's voice softly sing Like a breeze gently stirring the trees. Come home, little one, wander back here someday, I'll watch for you, each evening and morn, Through all the long season 'til I'm old and grey As the frost on the hedges at dawn. There's a lantern that shines in my window at night, I have long kept it burni..
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He came with death held in his paw Which no rat born could face Oh woe to those who break the law Of Sunflash and his mace!
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Each of us is born to follow a star, be it bright and shining or dark and fated. Sometimes the path of these stars will cross, bringing love or hatred. However, if you look up at the skies on a clear night, out of all the countless lights that twinkle and shine, there will come one. That star will be seen in a blaze, burning a path of light across the roof of the earth, a great comet.
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fate
stars
redwall
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Boorab's spear was a window pole. He stood on the second step, barring their way. "Who goes there? State y'business, wot?" Brother Hoben tapped an impatient paw on the bottom step. "Come out of the way, please. We'ew going to the walltop." The hare twitched his whiskers officiously. "No Dibbuns allowed up here. You're not Dibbuns, are you?" Cregga took hold of the window pole he was clasping and lifted both Boorab and the pole, with one ..
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redwall
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Quick as a flash, Sawney Rath's eyes hardened. "Then I'm ordering you to skin Felch alive!" He took the otter's paw, closing it over the knife handle. "Obey me!" The crowded clearing became as silent as a tomb. All eyes were upon the Taggerung, awaiting his reaction to the order. Tagg turned his back on Sawney and strode to the side of the fox strung up to the beech bough. He raised the blade. Felch shut his eyes tight, his head shaking bac..
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redwall
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Tell the Queen that there's been a robin red-breast hanging about Kotir grounds. It flies down low and vanishes near the floor. Cludd thinks it might be something to do with those woodlanders. Now, I'm to say nothing to Fortunata or Ashleg... 'I must tell the Queen that a robin has seen Cludd hanging about. No, that's not right. I must tellt he robin taht Cludd has been hanging the Queen.
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funny
thicktail-the-stoat
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All work and no play makes Matthias a dull mouse.
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shining
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Food to eat and games to play. Tell me why, tell me why.
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fun
games
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Don't think about what you could have done, concentrate on what you plan to do; it is more useful.
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future
whatif
useful
what-if
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Even the strongest and bravest must sometimes weep. It shows they have a great heart, one that can feel compassion for others. You are brave, Matthias. Already you have done great things for one so young. I am only a simple country-bred fieldmouse, but even I can see the courage and leadership in you. A burning brand shows the way, and each day your flame grows brighter. There is none like you, Matthias. You have the sign of greatness upon ..
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The seer crow was outraged. "Mangiz does not forget an insult, hedgepig." Ambrose smiled cheekily. "Good, then here's a few more for you to remember, you pot-bellied, cross-eyed, feather-bottomed excuse for a duck."
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insult
redwall
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Friendship is the greatest gift one can give to another.
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The crafty otter produced a flat pebble from his helmet, spat on one side of it, and held it up for the bird to see. 'Right, I'll spin ye. Dry side, I win, wet side, you lose. Good?' The honey buzzard nodded eagerly... Buteo's keen eyes watched every spin of the stone until it clacked down flat on the deck. Garfo grinned from ear to ear. 'Wet side! You lose!
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I say, sah! Sorry to trouble you to get off your big fat bottom and help a poor gel out!" "I would not have helped if you hadn't have needed it. You were doing well on your own until the vermin started trying to use trickery." Dottie bounced on her footpaws, her large ears stand up straight. "I know, sah! The bally old blighters didn't know wot hit 'em!" Lord Brocktree hid a smile."
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You will stay and help defend our cave against all comers, protect those weaker than yourself and honor our code. Always use the sword to stand for good and right, never do a thing you would be ashamed of, and never let your heart rule your mind ... And never let another creature take this sword from you, not as long as you live. When the time comes, pass it on to another, maybe your own son. You will know instinctively if he is a warrior. ..
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martin-the-warrior
sword
warrior
luke
honor
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Peace has gone on too long. Something inside me says that trouble such as these shores have never known is headed our way.
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Scoffin' a load of our grub an' not tellin' a story? I say, what a bally swizz!
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salamandastron
redwall
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Capital," cried Basil. "I could eat a stag, antlers and all. I say they they do make a wonderful nosebag for us wounded heroes, y'know."
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Redwall
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When I need somebeast to tell me m'name I'll jolly well ask m'self. Pish tush! The very idea, tellin' a chap his own moniker!
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the-legend-of-luke
hares
martin-the-warrior
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Go find someone who will care for ye good, to sit quiet by yore side at the fire, an' if he treats ye decent as you hoped he would, you'll have all that your heart can desire.
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Who says that I am dead knows nought at all. I am that is, Two mice within Redwall. The Warrior sleaps Twixt Hall and Cavern Hole I am that is, Take on my mighty role... Look for the sword In moonlight streaming forth At night, when days first hour Reflects the north From o'er the threshold Seek and you will see;
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martin-the-warrior
redwall
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An early fly landed on Mara's eyelid. She shooed it off with a dozy paw as she awakened to peachgold dawn stealing softly over the sleeping dunes.The land lay in a pool of serinity;the sand,now still and cool,awaited sun-warmed day.Somewhere a lark began trilling as it fluttered its morning ascent into the airy heights.
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When weary day does shed its light, I rest my head and dream, I ride the great dark bird of night, so tranquil and serene. Then I can touch the moon afar, which smiles up in the sky, and steal a twinkle from each star, as we go winging by. We'll fly the night to dawning light, and wait 'til dark has ceased, to marvel at the wondrous sight, of sunrise in the east. So slumber on, my little one, float soft as thistledown, and wake to see whe..
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Rakkety Rakkety Rakkety Tam, the drums are beatin' braw. Rakkety Rakkety Rakkety Tam, are ye marchin' off tae war?
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Is not the light of day a wondrous thing? It banishes all fears and worries of the previous night.
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Let me wander here forever, through the glades where once I played, Long ago in carefree seasons, mid the noontide sun and shade. I will see again before me, all those smiling friends I knew, gone alas to memory's keeping, faithful comrades good and true. Oh, those days of youth and splendour, when we dreamed of glorious war, vows were made to keep forever, and return back here once more. Then the clouds began to gather, winter came, we mar..
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Songs just spring into my head. Silly, isn't it. Sometimes old Goody Stickle says that it's Mossflower singing through me. Now and then she'll say it's a sight of season the hasn't yet shone upon. -Gonff
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songs
singing
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Subaltern Meliton Gubthorpe Digglethwaite?
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When the sun slips o'er the treetops, then small birds fly off to nest. Feel the peace lie on the meadows, 'tis a time that I love best. Slumber on, little one, I am ever near. Drowsily, lean on me, dream small dreams, my dear. All the jewelled stars a-twinkle, Watch the clouds drift through the night. Sail upon thy boats of dreaming, to the rays of dawning's light. Slumber on, day is gone, by thy side I'll lay. Fear no harm, rest in calm, ..
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is because you are kind and good, not a hard-hearted pitiless rat like Cluny. Please listen to me. Even the strongest and bravest must sometimes weep. It shows they have a great heart, one that can feel compassion for others. You are brave, Matthias. Already you have done great things for one so young. I am only a simple country-bred fieldmouse, but even I can see the courage and leadership in you. A burning brand shows the way, and each da..
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Rakkety Rakkety Rakkety Tam, the drums are beatin' braw. Rakkety Rakkety Rakkety Tam, are ye marchin' off tae war? A warrior from the borders came, a buckler o'er his shoulder, a claymore swingin' at his side, there's no' a beast who's bolder! O Rakkety Tam has sold his sword, Ah scarce believe he's done it. He swore an oath untae a fool, who took his pledge upon it!
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You may have enslaved our bodies, but our hearts and minds will always be free!
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Wait and wonder when we will return, mouse - then you will really see what a battle is like." Simeon turned his head in the direction of Graypatch's voice. "Alas, I will never see anything for I am blind; but I can sense a lot. I can feel you are both evil and desperate. They say you have only one eye. I am surprised at you--even a fool with half an eye could see that you will never triumph against good if you are evil."
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good-and-evil
good
redwall
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5e22a38
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comunicate,
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I'd burn the salad, suh. Us of the fatal beauty type are pretty awful cooks if y' ask me. - Dorothea Duckfontein Dillworthy "Dotti"
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dotti
cooks
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One day when our hearts were young, we went roving with right good will, side by side two comrades to find what lay o'er the hill. Our spirits never wearied then, in those high old times gone by. What friends we made, what perils we faced, together you and I. Now eyes grow dim and paws feel stiff, even vittles don't taste the same. You wake one day, with your whiskers grey, what price then, medals an' fame? Alas, all we have are..
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The very tiny mousebabe's paw shot up as he piped out, "Pleeze, Farver H'Abbit, can us stay up late to look for doors'n'keys pleeze?" Glisam sat watching the tiny mousebabe, scrambling up onto his lap. "No, I'm afraid you can't, little one." The Abbot rubbed his eyes wearily, knowing what was coming as the mousebabe stuck out his lower lip. "But why, Farver?" "Because you have to go to bed." "But why, Farver?" "Because you're only a babe, a..
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