Promising is the very air o' th' time; it opens the eyes of
expectation. Performance is ever duller for his act; and, but in
the plainer and simpler kind of people, the deed of saying is
quite out of use. To promise is most courtly and fashionable;
performance is a kind of will or testament which argues a great
sickness in his judgment that makes it.
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"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.
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.
'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.
If you do not expect the unexpected you will not find it, for it is not to be reached by read more
If you do not expect the unexpected you will not find it, for it is not to be reached by search or trail.
Serene I told my hands and wait,
Nor care for wind or tide nor sea;
I rave read more
Serene I told my hands and wait,
Nor care for wind or tide nor sea;
I rave no more 'gainst time or fate,
For lo! my own shall come to me.
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.
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 not in this world to live up to other people's expectations, nor do I feel that the world read more
I am not in this world to live up to other people's expectations, nor do I feel that the world must live up to mine.
Many a time and oft
Have you climbed up to walls and battlements,
To tow'rs and windows, read more
Many a time and oft
Have you climbed up to walls and battlements,
To tow'rs and windows, yea, to chimney tops,
Your infants in your arms, and there have sat
The livelong day, with patient expectation,
To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome.
