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After a bad harvest sow again. [Yield not to difficulties.]
After a bad harvest sow again. [Yield not to difficulties.]
Who remove stones, bruise their fingers.
Who remove stones, bruise their fingers.
His bark is worse than his bite.
His bark is worse than his bite.
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!
What's gone, and what's past help,
Should be past grieve.
What's gone, and what's past help,
Should be past grieve.
There is no man, though never so little, but sometimes he can
hurt.
There is no man, though never so little, but sometimes he can
hurt.
No one delights more in revenge than a woman.
No one delights more in revenge than a woman.
It is hard to abstain from writing satire.
It is hard to abstain from writing satire.
One stroke fells not an oke.
One stroke fells not an oke.
