Maxioms by James Russell Lowell
And but two ways are offered to our will,
Toil with rare triumph, ease with safe disgrace,
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And but two ways are offered to our will,
Toil with rare triumph, ease with safe disgrace,
The problem still for us and all of human race.
A weed is no more than a flower in disguise, Which is seen through at once, if love give a read more
A weed is no more than a flower in disguise, Which is seen through at once, if love give a man eyes
Nursed by stern men with empires in their brains.
Nursed by stern men with empires in their brains.
They are slaves who fear to speak
For the fallen and the weak;
. . . .
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They are slaves who fear to speak
For the fallen and the weak;
. . . .
They are slaves who dare not be
In the right with two or three.
Usually when people are sad, they don't do anything. They just cry over their condition. But when they get angry, read more
Usually when people are sad, they don't do anything. They just cry over their condition. But when they get angry, they bring about a change.