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Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my read more
Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!
Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd,
As home his footsteps he hath turn'd,
From wandering on a foreign strand!
One can ever assume to be what he is not, and to conceal what he
is.
One can ever assume to be what he is not, and to conceal what he
is.
Old Camels carry young Camels skins to the Market.
Old Camels carry young Camels skins to the Market.
None is offended but by himselfe.
None is offended but by himselfe.
It is but a poor establishment where there are not many
superfluous things which the owner knows not of, read more
It is but a poor establishment where there are not many
superfluous things which the owner knows not of, and which go to
the thieves.
Day treads upon the heels of day, and the new moons hasten to
their waning.
Day treads upon the heels of day, and the new moons hasten to
their waning.
An Asse endures his burden, but not more then his burden.
An Asse endures his burden, but not more then his burden.
He who wishes to injure another, will soon find a pretext.
He who wishes to injure another, will soon find a pretext.
Just when you think you've finally hit bottom, someone tosses you
a shovel.
Just when you think you've finally hit bottom, someone tosses you
a shovel.
