The heart is its own Fate.

The heart is its own Fate.

Fate is not an eagle, it creeps like a rat.

Fate is not an eagle, it creeps like a rat.

The dawn is overcast, the morning lowers,
And heavily in clouds brings on the day,
The great, read more

The dawn is overcast, the morning lowers,
And heavily in clouds brings on the day,
The great, the important day, big with the fate
Of Cato, and of Rome.

Kabira wept when he beheld the millstone roll,
Of that which passes 'twixt the stones, nought goes forth whole.
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Kabira wept when he beheld the millstone roll,
Of that which passes 'twixt the stones, nought goes forth whole.
- Edward B. Eastwick,

He has gone to the demnition bow-wows.

He has gone to the demnition bow-wows.

Let those deplore their doom,
Whose hope still grovels in this dark sojourn:
But lofty souls, who read more

Let those deplore their doom,
Whose hope still grovels in this dark sojourn:
But lofty souls, who look beyond the tomb,
Can smile at Fate, and wonder how they mourn.

Things and actions are what they are, and the consequences of
them will be what they will be; why read more

Things and actions are what they are, and the consequences of
them will be what they will be; why then should we desire to be
deceived?

Each man is the architect of his own fate.

Each man is the architect of his own fate.

'Tis Fate that flings the dice,
And as she flings
Of kings makes peasants,
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'Tis Fate that flings the dice,
And as she flings
Of kings makes peasants,
And of peasants kings.