Orpheus with his lute made trees,
And the mountain-tops that freeze,
Bow themselves when he did sing.
-William Shakespeare,
King Henry VIII
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He who ascends to mountain-tops shall find
The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow;
He who surpasses or subdues mankind
Must look down on the hate of those below.
-Lord Byron, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage
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