At morn the blackcock trims his jetty wing,
'Tis morning prompts the linnet's blithest lay;
All Nature's read more

At morn the blackcock trims his jetty wing,
'Tis morning prompts the linnet's blithest lay;
All Nature's children feel the matin spring
Of life reviving, with reviving day.

I strive to mould circumstances to myself, not myself to
circumstances.

I strive to mould circumstances to myself, not myself to
circumstances.

And on her lover's arm she leant,
And round her waist she felt it fold,
And far read more

And on her lover's arm she leant,
And round her waist she felt it fold,
And far across the hills they went,
In that new world that is the old.

Common report is not always wrong.

Common report is not always wrong.

I too am not powerless, and my weapons strike hard.

I too am not powerless, and my weapons strike hard.

Look here, he cries (to give him words):
Thou feathered clay, thou scum of birds!
Look here, read more

Look here, he cries (to give him words):
Thou feathered clay, thou scum of birds!
Look here, thou vile, predestined sinner,
Doomed to be roasted for a dinner.

Hee that would be a Gentleman, let him goe to an assault.

Hee that would be a Gentleman, let him goe to an assault.

One sound blow will serve to undo us all.

One sound blow will serve to undo us all.

To a gratefull man give mony when he askes.

To a gratefull man give mony when he askes.