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You remind me of a man." "What?" "A man with the power?"
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Michael Crichton Next quoted from David Bowie Labyrinth song |
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You remind me of the babe." "What babe?" "The babe with the power." "What power?" "The power of voodoo." "Who do?" "You do."
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Michael Crichton in "Next" taken from David Bowie Labyrinth song |
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It is best of all trades, to make songs, and the second best to sing them.
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Song |
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The best days of the church have always been its singing days.
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Song |
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And heaven had wanted one immortal song.
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Song opens a window to the secret places of the soul.
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Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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All this for a song.
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Unlike my subject now * * * shall be my song,It shall be witty and it sha'n't be long!
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He play'd an ancient ditty long since mute,In Provence call'd, "La belle dame sans merci."
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We are tenting tonight on the old camp ground,Give us a song to cheer.
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The song on its mighty pinionsTook every living soul, and lifted it gently to heaven.
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Song forbids victorious deeds to die.
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The lively Shadow-World of Song.
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Songs consecrate to truth and liberty.
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Knitting and withal singing, and it seemed that her voice comforted her hands to work.
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Short swallow-flights of song, that dipTheir wings in tears, and skim away.
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Cicala to cicala is dear, and ant to ant, and hawks to hawks, but to me the muse and song.
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Grasshopper to grasshopper, ant to ant is dear,Hawks love hawks, but I the muse and song.
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Swift, swift, and bring with you Song's Indian summer!
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Soft words, with nothing in them, make a song.
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A careless song, with a little nonsense in it now and then, does not mis-become a monarch.
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I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.
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Song of Solomon |