Samuel Butler ( 10 of 155 )
To live is to love; all reason is against it; instinct is for it.
To live is to love; all reason is against it; instinct is for it.
He that is down can fall no lower.
He that is down can fall no lower.
For his religion, it was fit
To match his learning and his wit;
'Twas Presbyterian true blue;
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For his religion, it was fit
To match his learning and his wit;
'Twas Presbyterian true blue;
For he was of that stubborn crew
Of errant saints, whom all men grant
To be the true Church Militant;
Such as do build their faith upon
The holy text of pike and gun;
Decide all controversies by
Infallible artillery;
And prove their doctrine orthodox,
By Apostolic blows and knocks.
'Cause grace and virtue are within
Prohibited degrees of kin;
And therefore no true saint allows,
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'Cause grace and virtue are within
Prohibited degrees of kin;
And therefore no true saint allows,
They shall be suffer'd to espouse.
The man who lets himself be bored is even more contemptible than the bore.
The man who lets himself be bored is even more contemptible than the bore.
With mortal crisis doth portend,
My days to appropinque an end.
With mortal crisis doth portend,
My days to appropinque an end.
Quoth Hudibras, I smell a rat;
Ralpho, thou dost prevaricate.
Quoth Hudibras, I smell a rat;
Ralpho, thou dost prevaricate.
Logic is like the sword--those who appeal to it shall perish by it.
Logic is like the sword--those who appeal to it shall perish by it.
He that complies against his will,
Is of his own opinion still,
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He that complies against his will,
Is of his own opinion still,
Which he may adhere to, yet disown,
For reasons to himself best known.
Fear is an ague, that forsakes
And haunts, by fits, those whom it takes;
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Fear is an ague, that forsakes
And haunts, by fits, those whom it takes;
And they'll opine they feel the pain
And blows they felt, to-day, again.
