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Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my read more
Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!
Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd,
As home his footsteps he hath turn'd,
From wandering on a foreign strand!
Where McGregor sits, there is the head of the table.
Where McGregor sits, there is the head of the table.
The fire i' the flint
Shows not till it be struck.
The fire i' the flint
Shows not till it be struck.
Though last, not least in love, yours, good Trebonius.
Though last, not least in love, yours, good Trebonius.
Condemn the fault, but not the actor of it.
Condemn the fault, but not the actor of it.
The ofspring of those that are very young, or very old, lasts
not.
The ofspring of those that are very young, or very old, lasts
not.
The end crowns all,
And that old common arbitrator, Time,
Will one day end it.
The end crowns all,
And that old common arbitrator, Time,
Will one day end it.
He that can make a fire well, can end a quarrell.
He that can make a fire well, can end a quarrell.
He can do most who has most power.
He can do most who has most power.
