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Little we heed the tempest drear,
While music, mirth, and social cheer,
Speed on their wings the read more
Little we heed the tempest drear,
While music, mirth, and social cheer,
Speed on their wings the passing year.
All is not gold that glisters.
All is not gold that glisters.
It's a dangerous fire begins in the bed-straw.
It's a dangerous fire begins in the bed-straw.
A fair day in winter is the mother of a storme.
A fair day in winter is the mother of a storme.
No day is wholly unproductive of good.
No day is wholly unproductive of good.
We do it soon enough, if that we do be well.
We do it soon enough, if that we do be well.
A man of refined taste and judgment.
A man of refined taste and judgment.
They have learnt life's lessons.
They have learnt life's lessons.
