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Now, my sere fancy "falls into the yellow
Leaf," and imagination droops her pinion;
And the sad read more
Now, my sere fancy "falls into the yellow
Leaf," and imagination droops her pinion;
And the sad truth, which hovers o'er my desk,
Turns what was once romantic to burlesque.
It is a wretched thing to rest upon the fame of others, lest, the
supporting pillar being removed, the read more
It is a wretched thing to rest upon the fame of others, lest, the
supporting pillar being removed, the superstructure should
collapse in ruin.
She acquires momentum as she advances. [The progress of Fame or
Rumour.]
She acquires momentum as she advances. [The progress of Fame or
Rumour.]
Always imitate the behavior of the winners when you lose.
Always imitate the behavior of the winners when you lose.
