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Time is swift, it races by; Opportunities are born and die... Still you wait and will not try - A read more
Time is swift, it races by; Opportunities are born and die... Still you wait and will not try - A bird with wings who dares not rise and fly.
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.
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.
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.
He hath borne himself beyond the promise of his age, doing in the
figure of a lamb the feats read more
He hath borne himself beyond the promise of his age, doing in the
figure of a lamb the feats of a lion. He hath indeed bettered
expectation than you must expect of me to tell you how.
I do my thing and you do yours. I am not in this world to live up to your expectations, read more
I do my thing and you do yours. I am not in this world to live up to your expectations, and you are not in this world to live up to mine. You are you and I am I, and if by chance we find each other, then it is beautiful. If not, it can't be helped.
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.]
'Tis expectation makes a blessing dear;
Heaven were not Heaven, if we knew what it were.
'Tis expectation makes a blessing dear;
Heaven were not Heaven, if we knew what it were.
"Yet doth he live!" exclaims th' impatient heir,
And sighs for sables which he must not wear.
"Yet doth he live!" exclaims th' impatient heir,
And sighs for sables which he must not wear.