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The shrill trump,
The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife.
The shrill trump,
The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife.
My soul is dark! oh quickly string
The harp I yet can brook to hear.
My soul is dark! oh quickly string
The harp I yet can brook to hear.
Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise,
(That last infirmity of noble mind)
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Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise,
(That last infirmity of noble mind)
To scorn delights, and live laborious days;
But the fair guerdon when we hope to find,
And think to burst out into sudden blaze,
Comes the blind Fury with th' abhorred shears,
And slits the thin-spun life.
Halfe the world knowes not how the other halfe lies.
Halfe the world knowes not how the other halfe lies.
Seeing is different than being told.
Seeing is different than being told.
Lips that touch liquor will never touch mine.
Lips that touch liquor will never touch mine.
He will burne his house, to warme his hands.
He will burne his house, to warme his hands.
Little we heed the tempest drear,
While music, mirth, and social cheer,
Speed on their wings the read more
Little we heed the tempest drear,
While music, mirth, and social cheer,
Speed on their wings the passing year.
