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'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.
Yet what are they, the learned and the great?
Awhile of longer wonderment the theme!
Who shall read more
Yet what are they, the learned and the great?
Awhile of longer wonderment the theme!
Who shall presume to prophesy their date,
Where nought is certain save the uncertainty of fate?
- Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher,
Thy fate is the common fate of all; Into each life some rain must fall.
Thy fate is the common fate of all; Into each life some rain must fall.
To bear is to conquer our fate.
To bear is to conquer our fate.
We create our fate every day we live
We create our fate every day we live
Success, the mark no mortal wit,
Or surest hand, can always hit:
For whatsoe'er we perpetrate,
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Success, the mark no mortal wit,
Or surest hand, can always hit:
For whatsoe'er we perpetrate,
We do but row, we're steer'd by Fate,
Which in success oft disinherits,
For spurious causes, noblest merits.
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.
Go with your fate, but not beyond. Beyond leads to dark places.
Go with your fate, but not beyond. Beyond leads to dark places.
Everything comes gradually and at its appointed hour.
Everything comes gradually and at its appointed hour.