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The dainties of the great are the teares of the poore.
The dainties of the great are the teares of the poore.
The mind still longs for what it has missed, and loses itself in
the contemplation of the past.
The mind still longs for what it has missed, and loses itself in
the contemplation of the past.
I hate all children of precocious talent.
I hate all children of precocious talent.
The ox longs for the gaudy trappings of the horse; the lazy
pack-horse would fain plough. [We envy the read more
The ox longs for the gaudy trappings of the horse; the lazy
pack-horse would fain plough. [We envy the position of others,
dissatisfied with our own.]
What's gone, and what's past help,
Should be past grieve.
What's gone, and what's past help,
Should be past grieve.
Who is there that, shooting all day long, does not sometimes hit
the mark?
Who is there that, shooting all day long, does not sometimes hit
the mark?
Old men, when they scorne young, make much of death.
Old men, when they scorne young, make much of death.
Nothing is difficult in the eyes of a lover.
Nothing is difficult in the eyes of a lover.
Confidence cannot find a place wherein to rest in safety.
Confidence cannot find a place wherein to rest in safety.
