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Charles Kingsley

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I have fought my fight, I have lived my life,
I have drunk my share of wine;
From Trier to Köln there was never a knight
Had a merrier life than mine.
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Quoted in Albert Jay Nock's Memoirs of a Superfluous Man (1943), p. 54.

 
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