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Now, my sere fancy "falls into the yellow
Leaf," and imagination droops her pinion;
And the sad read more
Now, my sere fancy "falls into the yellow
Leaf," and imagination droops her pinion;
And the sad truth, which hovers o'er my desk,
Turns what was once romantic to burlesque.
A leech that will not quit the skin until sated with blood.
A leech that will not quit the skin until sated with blood.
Surely in vain the net is spread in the sight of any bird.
Surely in vain the net is spread in the sight of any bird.
It is hard to abstain from writing satire.
It is hard to abstain from writing satire.
When the mischief is done the door is shut.
When the mischief is done the door is shut.
Whom has not the inspiring bowl made eloquent?
[Lat., Foecundi calices quem non fecere disertum.]
Whom has not the inspiring bowl made eloquent?
[Lat., Foecundi calices quem non fecere disertum.]
Our yesterday's to-morrow now is gone,
And still a new to-morrow does come on.
We by to-morrow read more
Our yesterday's to-morrow now is gone,
And still a new to-morrow does come on.
We by to-morrow draw out all our store,
Till the exhausted well can yield no more.
Quick beleevers neede broad shoulders.
Quick beleevers neede broad shoulders.
No wise man has called a change of opinion in constancy.
No wise man has called a change of opinion in constancy.
