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| But misery still delights to trace / Its semblance in another's case. | | Uncategorized | |
But oars alone can ne'er prevail
To reach the distant coast;
The breath of heaven must swell the sail,
Or all the toil is lost. | | Uncategorized | |
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| But the sea-fowl has gone to her nest, / The beast is laid down in his lair. | | Uncategorized | |
| But war's a game, which, were their subjects wise, / Kings would not play at. | | Uncategorized | |
| Can a woman's tender care / Cease towards the child she bare? / Yes, she may forgetful be,/ Yet will I remember thee. | | Uncategorized | |
| Candid and generous and just. Boys care but little whom they trust. An error soon corrected -- for who but learns in riper years. That man, when smoothest he appears, is most to be suspected? | | Uncategorized | |
| Ceremony leads her bigots forth, prepared to fight for shadows of no worth. While truths, on which eternal things depend, can hardly find a single friend. | | Uncategorized | |
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Could he with reason murmur at his case,
Himself sole author of his own disgrace? | | Uncategorized | |
Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood shall never lose its power
Till all the ransomed church of God be saved, to sin no more. | | Uncategorized | |
| Dejection of spirits, which may have prevented many a man from becoming an author, made me one. I find constant employment necessary, and therefore take care to be constantly employed. . . . When I can find no other occupation, I think; and when I think, I am very apt to do it in rhyme. | | Uncategorized | |
| Detested sport, / That owes its pleasures to another's pain. | | Uncategorized | |
Did Charity prevail, the press would prove
A vehicle of virtue, truth, and love. | | Uncategorized | |
Discourse may want an animated "No"
To brush the surface, and to make it flow;
But still remember, if you mean to please,
To press your point with modesty and ease. | | Uncategorized | |
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Domestic happiness, thou only bliss
Of Paradise that has survived the fall! | | Uncategorized | |
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| England, with all thy faults, I love thee still - / My country! | | Uncategorized | |
| Existence is a strange bargain. Life owes us little; we owe it everything. The only true happiness comes from squandering ourselves for a purpose. | | Uncategorized | |
