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Now, my sere fancy "falls into the yellow
Leaf," and imagination droops her pinion;
And the sad read more
Now, my sere fancy "falls into the yellow
Leaf," and imagination droops her pinion;
And the sad truth, which hovers o'er my desk,
Turns what was once romantic to burlesque.
We make allowance for necessity.
We make allowance for necessity.
It is the fault of youth that it cannot restrain its own
impetuosity.
It is the fault of youth that it cannot restrain its own
impetuosity.
Play with a foole at home, and he will play with you in the
market.
Play with a foole at home, and he will play with you in the
market.
My house, my house, though thou art small, thou art to me the
Escuriall.
My house, my house, though thou art small, thou art to me the
Escuriall.
Timid dogs more eagerly bark than bite.
Timid dogs more eagerly bark than bite.
Hee looseth nothing, that looseth not God.
Hee looseth nothing, that looseth not God.
Even a ring of iron is worn away by constant use.
Even a ring of iron is worn away by constant use.
