Since this is my thread I can fill it with what I like. I like this. Its by Byron:


So we'll go no more a-roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.

For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And love itself have rest.
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next we'll do Proof by Contradiction - also a fave of mine