But neither bended knees, pure hands held up,
Sad sighs, deep groans, nor silver-shedding tears,
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But neither bended knees, pure hands held up,
Sad sighs, deep groans, nor silver-shedding tears,
Could penetrate her uncompassionate sire.

Rivers neede a spring.

Rivers neede a spring.

Then let me quaff the foamy tide,
And through the dance meandering glide.

Then let me quaff the foamy tide,
And through the dance meandering glide.

It is the duty of a good shepherd to shear, not to skin his
sheep.

It is the duty of a good shepherd to shear, not to skin his
sheep.

It is hard to abstain from writing satire.

It is hard to abstain from writing satire.

Inspiring bold John Barleycorn,
What dangers thou canst make us scorn!
Wi' tippenny, we fear nae evil;
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Inspiring bold John Barleycorn,
What dangers thou canst make us scorn!
Wi' tippenny, we fear nae evil;
Wi' usquebae, we'll face the devil!

In every Art it is good to have a master.

In every Art it is good to have a master.

We take no note of time
But from its loss.

We take no note of time
But from its loss.

While we are making up our minds as to when we shall begin. the
opportunity is lost.

While we are making up our minds as to when we shall begin. the
opportunity is lost.