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Behind the clouds is the sun still shining.
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining.
A scepter is one thing, and a ladle another.
A scepter is one thing, and a ladle another.
The evening praises the day, and the morning a frost.
The evening praises the day, and the morning a frost.
The smell of money is good, come whence it may. [Alluding to
Vespasian's tax on ordure.]
The smell of money is good, come whence it may. [Alluding to
Vespasian's tax on ordure.]
The peasant thanked her with their tears,
When food and clothes were given;
"This is a joy," read more
The peasant thanked her with their tears,
When food and clothes were given;
"This is a joy," the lady said,
"Saints cannot taste in heaven."
The escaped mouse ever feeles the taste of the bait.
The escaped mouse ever feeles the taste of the bait.
A woman scorn'd is pitiless as fate,
For then the dread of shame adds stings to hate.
A woman scorn'd is pitiless as fate,
For then the dread of shame adds stings to hate.
