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My house, my house, though thou art small, thou art to me the
Escuriall.
My house, my house, though thou art small, thou art to me the
Escuriall.
When modesty has once perished, it will never revive.
When modesty has once perished, it will never revive.
I shall speak facts; but some will say I deal in fiction.
I shall speak facts; but some will say I deal in fiction.
Blest tears of soul-felt penitence!
In whose benign, redeeming flow
Is felt the first, the only sense
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Blest tears of soul-felt penitence!
In whose benign, redeeming flow
Is felt the first, the only sense
Of guiltless joy that guilt can know.
Mere verbiage,--it is not worth a carrot!
Why Socrates or Plato--where's the odds?--
Once taught a jay read more
Mere verbiage,--it is not worth a carrot!
Why Socrates or Plato--where's the odds?--
Once taught a jay to supplicate the Gods,
And made a Polly-theist of a Parrot!
Is there a man whose judgment clear
Can others teach the course to steer,
Yet runs himself read more
Is there a man whose judgment clear
Can others teach the course to steer,
Yet runs himself life's mad career,
Wild as the wave?
Good is the mora that makes all sure.
Good is the mora that makes all sure.
The cause ceasing, the effect ceases also.
The cause ceasing, the effect ceases also.