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The blackest ink of fate are sure my lot,
And when fate writ my name it made a blot.
The blackest ink of fate are sure my lot,
And when fate writ my name it made a blot.
I decided that I would be one of the biggest new names; and I actually had some little fancy business read more
I decided that I would be one of the biggest new names; and I actually had some little fancy business cards printed up to announce it, "Count Basie. Beware, the Count is Here."
I can call nothing by name if that is not his name. I call a cat
a cat, and read more
I can call nothing by name if that is not his name. I call a cat
a cat, and Rollet a rogue.
[Fr., Je ne puis rien nommer si ce n'est par son nom;
J'appelle un chat un chat, et Rollet un fripon.]
Ah! replied my gentle fair,
Beloved, what are names but air?
Choose thou, whatever suits the line:
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Ah! replied my gentle fair,
Beloved, what are names but air?
Choose thou, whatever suits the line:
Call me Sappho, call me Chloris,
Call me Lalage, or Doris,
Only, only, call me thine.
I know there's a Derby out there with my name on it.
I know there's a Derby out there with my name on it.
And he asked him, What is thy name? And he answered, saying, My
name is Legion: for we are read more
And he asked him, What is thy name? And he answered, saying, My
name is Legion: for we are many.
File names are infinite in length where infinity is set to 255 characters.
File names are infinite in length where infinity is set to 255 characters.
I came to live in a country I love; some people label me a defector. I have loved men and read more
I came to live in a country I love; some people label me a defector. I have loved men and women in my life; I've been labeled "the bisexual defector." Want to know another secret? I'm even ambidextrous. I don't like labels. Just call me Martina.
I have a passion for the name of "Mary,"
For once it was a magic sound to me,
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I have a passion for the name of "Mary,"
For once it was a magic sound to me,
And still it half calls up the realms of fairy,
Where I beheld what never was to be.