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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 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.
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.]
"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.
Anger always comes from frustrated expectations
Anger always comes from frustrated expectations
Promising is the very air o' th' time; it opens the eyes of
expectation. Performance is ever duller for read more
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.
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.
Ambition is the last refuge of failure.
Ambition is the last refuge of failure.