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Good people all, with one accord,
Lament for Madame Blaize,
Who never wanted a good word--
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Good people all, with one accord,
Lament for Madame Blaize,
Who never wanted a good word--
From those who spoke her praise.
To what base ends, and by what abject ways,
Are mortals urg'd through sacred lust of praise!
To what base ends, and by what abject ways,
Are mortals urg'd through sacred lust of praise!
Join voices, all ye living souls: ye birds,
That singing up to heaven-gate ascend,
Bear on your read more
Join voices, all ye living souls: ye birds,
That singing up to heaven-gate ascend,
Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise.
The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there is in life to celebrate.
The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there is in life to celebrate.
Earth, with her thousand voices, praises God.
Earth, with her thousand voices, praises God.
To please great men is not the last degree of praise.
[Lat., Principibus placuisse viris non ultima laus est.]
To please great men is not the last degree of praise.
[Lat., Principibus placuisse viris non ultima laus est.]
There is not one wise man in twenty that will praise himself.
There is not one wise man in twenty that will praise himself.
Praise me not too much,
Nor blame me, for thou speakest to the Greeks
Who know me.
Praise me not too much,
Nor blame me, for thou speakest to the Greeks
Who know me.
Praise the bridge that carried you over.
Praise the bridge that carried you over.
