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O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day,
Which now shows read more
O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day,
Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,
And by and by a cloud takes all away!
Goe not for every griefe to the Phtsitian, nor for every quarrell
to the Lawyer, nor for every thirst read more
Goe not for every griefe to the Phtsitian, nor for every quarrell
to the Lawyer, nor for every thirst to the pot.
Modesty once lost, never returns into favour.
Modesty once lost, never returns into favour.
I hate all children of precocious talent.
I hate all children of precocious talent.
When yet was ever found a mother
Who'd give her booby for another?
When yet was ever found a mother
Who'd give her booby for another?
"Brooks of Sheffield": "'Somebody's sharp.' 'Who is?'" asked the
gentleman, laughing. I looked up quickly, being curious to know. read more
"Brooks of Sheffield": "'Somebody's sharp.' 'Who is?'" asked the
gentleman, laughing. I looked up quickly, being curious to know.
"Only Brooks of Sheffield," said Mr. Murdstone. I was glad to
find it was only Brooks of Sheffield; for at first I really
thought that it was I.
Falsehood is often rocked by truth, but she soon outgrows her
cradle, and discards her nurse.
Falsehood is often rocked by truth, but she soon outgrows her
cradle, and discards her nurse.
No sooner is a Temple built to God but the Devill builds a
Chappell hard by.
[No sooner read more
No sooner is a Temple built to God but the Devill builds a
Chappell hard by.
[No sooner is a Temple built to God but the Devil builds a chapel
hard by.]
