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Amende to-day and slack not,
Deythe cometh and warneth not,
Tyme passeth and speketh not.
Amende to-day and slack not,
Deythe cometh and warneth not,
Tyme passeth and speketh not.
When treading London's well-known ground
If e'er I feel my spirits tire,
I haul my sail, look read more
When treading London's well-known ground
If e'er I feel my spirits tire,
I haul my sail, look up around,
In search of Whitbread's best entire.
- Unattributed Author,
If one has no better method of enticement to offer, the cordial
agreement seems to us to be the read more
If one has no better method of enticement to offer, the cordial
agreement seems to us to be the best compromise.
[Fr., Si l'on n'a pas de meilleurs moyen de seduction a lui
offrir, l'entente cordiale nous parait fort compromise.]
Be aristocracy the only joy:
Let commerce perish--let the world expire.
Be aristocracy the only joy:
Let commerce perish--let the world expire.
Here's to France, the moon whose magic rays move the tides of the
world.
Here's to France, the moon whose magic rays move the tides of the
world.
Live ye, he says, I flee.
Live ye, he says, I flee.
But we that have but span-long life,
The thicker must lay on the pleasure;
And since time read more
But we that have but span-long life,
The thicker must lay on the pleasure;
And since time will not stay,
We'll add night to the day,
Thus, thus we'll fill the measure.
Solid men of Boston, make no long orations;
Solid men of Boston, drink no long potations;
Solid read more
Solid men of Boston, make no long orations;
Solid men of Boston, drink no long potations;
Solid men of Boston, go to bed at sundown;
Never lose your way like the loggerheads of London.
As I saw fair Chloris walk alone,
The feather'd snow came softly down,
As Jove, descending from read more
As I saw fair Chloris walk alone,
The feather'd snow came softly down,
As Jove, descending from his tow'r
To court her in a silver show'r.
The wanton snow flew to her breast,
As little birds into their nest;
But o'ercome with whiteness there,
For grief dissolv'd into a tear.
Thence falling on her garment hem,
To deck her, froze into a gem.
