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To weepe for joy is a kinde of Manna.
To weepe for joy is a kinde of Manna.
Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world
Like a Colossus, and we petty men
Walk under read more
Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world
Like a Colossus, and we petty men
Walk under his huge legs and peep about
To find ourselves dishonorable graves.
By suppers more have beene killed then Gallen ever cured.
By suppers more have beene killed then Gallen ever cured.
Hope deferred maketh the heart sick: but when the desire cometh,
it is a tree of life.
Hope deferred maketh the heart sick: but when the desire cometh,
it is a tree of life.
The good refrain from sin from the pure love of virtue.
The good refrain from sin from the pure love of virtue.
Leave not a sword in the hand of an idiot.
Leave not a sword in the hand of an idiot.
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.
Doe what thou oughtest, and come what come can.
Doe what thou oughtest, and come what come can.
Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak
Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak
Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
