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Then fill the bowl--way with gloom!
Our joys shall always last;
For Hope shall brighten days to read more
Then fill the bowl--way with gloom!
Our joys shall always last;
For Hope shall brighten days to come,
And Mem'ry gild the past.
He that fights and runs away,
Will live to fight another day;
For he that runs may read more
He that fights and runs away,
Will live to fight another day;
For he that runs may fight again,
Which he can never do that's slain.
Deeper to wound she shuns the fight;
She drops her arms, to gain the field:
Secures her conquest by her flight:
And triumphs when she seems to yield.
The mob may hiss me, but I congratulate myself while I
contemplate my treasures in their hoard.
The mob may hiss me, but I congratulate myself while I
contemplate my treasures in their hoard.
The gods have given you wealth and the means of enjoying it.
The gods have given you wealth and the means of enjoying it.
Hee that's fed at anothers hand may stay long ere he be full.
Hee that's fed at anothers hand may stay long ere he be full.
He invites the commission of a crime who does not forbid it, when
it is in his power to read more
He invites the commission of a crime who does not forbid it, when
it is in his power to do so.
Our yesterday's to-morrow now is gone,
And still a new to-morrow does come on.
We by to-morrow read more
Our yesterday's to-morrow now is gone,
And still a new to-morrow does come on.
We by to-morrow draw out all our store,
Till the exhausted well can yield no more.
I have been a soldier,
Till the helm hath worn those aged temples bare.
I have been a soldier,
Till the helm hath worn those aged temples bare.
