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What I have to say is far more important than how long my eyelashes are.
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Spur not an unbroken horse; put not your plowshare too deep into new land.
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How pleasant it is for a father to sit at his child's board. It is like an aged man reclining under the shadow of an oak which he has planted.
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England was merry England, whenOld Christmas brought his sports again.‘Twas Christmas broach’d the mightiest ale;‘Twas Christmas told the merriest tale;A Christmas gambol oft could cheerThe poor man’s heart through half the year.
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True love's the gift which God has givenTo man alone beneath the heaven:It is not fantasy's hot fire,Whose wishes, soon as granted, fly;It liveth not in fierce desire,With dead desire it doth not die;It is the secret sympathy,The silver link, the silken tie,Which heart to heart, and mind to mindIn body and in soul can bind.
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Of all vices, drinking is the most incompatible with greatness.
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'Alas! fair Rowena,' returned De Bracy, 'you are in presence of your captive, not your jailor; and it is from your fair eyes that De Bracy must receive that doom which you fondly expect from him.'
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Discretion is the perfection of reason, and a guide to us in all the duties of life.
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What is a diary as a rule? A document useful to the person who keeps it. Dull to the contemporary who reads it and invaluable to the student, centuries afterwards, who treasures it.
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Norman saw on English oak.On English neck a Norman yoke;Norman spoon to English dish,And England ruled as Normans wish;Blithe world in England never will be more,Till England's rid of all the four.
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when we had a king, and a chancellor, and parliament-men o' our ain, we could aye peeble them wi' stanes when they werena gude bairns - But naebody's nails can reach the length o' Lunnon.
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For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war,Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
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'What remains?' cried Ivanhoe; 'Glory, maiden, glory! which gilds our sepulchre and embalms our name.'
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In man's most dark extremityOft succour dawns from Heaven.
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Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er,Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking;Dream of battled fields no more,Days of danger, nights of waking.
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It is wonderful what strength of purpose and boldness and energy of will are roused by the assurance that we are doing our duty.
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Unless a tree has borne blossoms in spring, you will vainly look for fruit on it in autumn.
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When Prussia hurried to the field,And snatch'd the spear, but left the shield.
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If a farmer fills his barn with grain, he gets mice. If he leaves it empty, he gets actors.
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Time will rust the sharpest sword,Time will consume the strongest cord;That which molders hemp and steel,Mortal arm and nerve must feel.
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Pride and jealousy there was in his eye, for his life had been spent in asserting rights which were constantly liable to invasion; and the prompt, fiery, and resolute disposition of the man, had been kept constantly upon the alert by the circumstances of his situation.
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Tell that to the marines-the sailors won't believe it.
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If you once turn on your side after the hour at which you ought to rise, it is all over. Bolt up at once.
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We build statues out of snow, and weep to see them melt.