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The truly noble mind has no resentments.
The truly noble mind has no resentments.
It was intended to be a vase, it has turned out a pot.
It was intended to be a vase, it has turned out a pot.
Think'st thou it honourable for a noble man
Still to remember wrongs?
Think'st thou it honourable for a noble man
Still to remember wrongs?
Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
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Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!
Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd,
As home his footsteps he hath turn'd,
From wandering on a foreign strand!
The tree that God plants, no winde hurts it.
The tree that God plants, no winde hurts it.
'Tis hard to be wretched, but worse to be knowne so.
'Tis hard to be wretched, but worse to be knowne so.
Still rolls and to all time shall roll the tumbling flood.
Still rolls and to all time shall roll the tumbling flood.
Man proposes, and God disposes.
[It., Ordina l'uomo, e dio dispone.]
Man proposes, and God disposes.
[It., Ordina l'uomo, e dio dispone.]
