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With emptie hands men may no haukes lure.
With emptie hands men may no haukes lure.
Tyrants' fears
Decrease not, but grow faster than their years.
Tyrants' fears
Decrease not, but grow faster than their years.
My hair is grey, but not with years.
My hair is grey, but not with years.
The generous heart
Should scorn a pleasure which gives others pain.
The generous heart
Should scorn a pleasure which gives others pain.
Every day brings his bread with it.
Every day brings his bread with it.
Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops.
Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops.
To his tuned spirit the wild heather-bells
Ring Sabbath knells;
The sod's a cushion for his pious read more
To his tuned spirit the wild heather-bells
Ring Sabbath knells;
The sod's a cushion for his pious want,
And, consecrated by the heaven within it,
The sky-blue pool a font.
If gaming does an aged sire entice,
Then my young master swiftly learns the vice.
If gaming does an aged sire entice,
Then my young master swiftly learns the vice.
Charity sees the need not the cause.
Charity sees the need not the cause.
