...all alone cousin
"drag you around by a lock of your hair...
or give you a push at the top of the stair."
Hm, probably this one only makes me laugh.
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The seasons fall like silver swords, the years rush ever onward; and soon I sail, to leave this world, these lands where I have wander'd. O Elbereth! O Queen who dwells beyond the Western Seas, spare me yet a little time 'ere white ships come for me!
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