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Think, ye may buy the joys o'er dear,
Remember Tam o'Shanter's mare.
Think, ye may buy the joys o'er dear,
Remember Tam o'Shanter's mare.
As the sun breaks through the darkest clouds,
So honour peereth in the meanest habit.
As the sun breaks through the darkest clouds,
So honour peereth in the meanest habit.
The goddess was discovered by her gait.
The goddess was discovered by her gait.
A child correct behind and not before.
A child correct behind and not before.
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.
The rust of the mind is the destruction of genius.
The rust of the mind is the destruction of genius.
Shows that we build, when we should but entomb us.
Shows that we build, when we should but entomb us.
Yielded with coy submission, modest pride,
And sweet reluctant amorous delay.
Yielded with coy submission, modest pride,
And sweet reluctant amorous delay.
