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Although I enter not,
Yet round about the spot
Ofttimes I hover;
And near read more
Although I enter not,
Yet round about the spot
Ofttimes I hover;
And near the sacred gate,
With longing eyes I wait,
Expectant of her.
Blessed are those that nought expect,
For they shall not be disappointed.
Blessed are those that nought expect,
For they shall not be disappointed.
Don't lower your expectations to meet your performance. Raise your level of performance to meet your expectations. Expect the best read more
Don't lower your expectations to meet your performance. Raise your level of performance to meet your expectations. Expect the best of yourself, and then do what is necessary to make it a reality.
What else remains for me?
Youth, hope and love;
To build a new life on a ruined read more
What else remains for me?
Youth, hope and love;
To build a new life on a ruined life.
I am giddy; expectation whirls me round.
Th' imaginary relish is so sweet
That it enchants my read more
I am giddy; expectation whirls me round.
Th' imaginary relish is so sweet
That it enchants my sense.
We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake, not by mechanical aid, but by an infinite expectation of the read more
We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake, not by mechanical aid, but by an infinite expectation of the dawn.
Since yesterday I have been in Alcala.
Erelong the time will come, sweet Preciosa,
When that dull read more
Since yesterday I have been in Alcala.
Erelong the time will come, sweet Preciosa,
When that dull distance shall no more divide us;
And I no more shall scale thy wall by night
To steal a kiss from thee, as I do now.
Oft expectation fails, and most oft there
Where most it promises; and oft it hits
Where hope read more
Oft expectation fails, and most oft there
Where most it promises; and oft it hits
Where hope is coldest and despair most fits.
I suppose, to use our national motto, something will turn up.
[Motto of Vraibleusia.]
I suppose, to use our national motto, something will turn up.
[Motto of Vraibleusia.]