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On his bold visage middle ageHad slightly pressed its signet sage,Yet had not quenched the open truthAnd fiery vehemence of youth;Forward and frolic glee was there,The will to do, the soul to dare,The sparkling glance, soon blown to fire,Of hasty love or headlong ire.
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Art thou a friend to Roderick?
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'T is an old tale and often told;But did my fate and wish agree,Ne'er had been read, in story old,Of maiden true betray'd for gold,That loved, or was avenged, like me.
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Time rolls his ceaseless course.
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O Caledonia! stern and wild,Meet nurse for a poetic child!Land of brown heath and shaggy wood,Land of the mountain and the flood!
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Saint George and the Dragon!-Bonny Saint George for Merry England!-The castle is won!
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A lawyer without history or literature is a mechanic, a mere working mason; if he possesses some knowledge of these, he may venture to call himself an architect.
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Where lives the man that has not tried How mirth can into folly glide,And folly into sin!
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One hour of life, crowded to the full with glorious action, and filled with noble risks, is worth whole years of those mean observances of paltry decorum, in which men steal through existence, like sluggish waters through a marsh, without either honor or observation.
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A rusty nail placed near a faithful compass, will sway it from the truth, and wreck the argosy.
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And ne'er did Grecian chisel traceA Nymph, a Naiad, or a GraceOf finer form or lovelier face.
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If thou would'st view fair Melrose aright,Go visit it by the pale moonlight.
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Chivalry!-why, maiden, she is the nurse of pure and high affection-the stay of the oppressed, the redresser of grievances, the curb of the power of the tyrant-Nobility were but an empty name without her, and liberty finds the best protection in her lance and her sword.
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Teach your children poetry; it opens the mind, lends grace to wisdom and makes the heroic virtues hereditary.
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'Lambe them, lads! lambe them!' a cant phrase of the time derived from the fate of Dr. Lambe, an astrologer and quack, who was knocked on the head by the rabble in Charles the First's time.
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There is a vulgar incredulity, which in historical matters, as well as in those of religion, finds it easier to doubt than to examine.
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Within that awful volume liesThe mystery, of mysteries!
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Faces that have charmed us the most escape us the soonest.
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He’s expected at noon, and no wight till he comesMay profane the great chair, or the porridge of plums;For the best of the cheer, and the seat by the fire,Is the undenied right of the Barefooted Friar.
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I was not always a man of woe.
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And darest thou thenTo beard the lion in his den,The Douglas in his hall?
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Success or failure in business is caused more by the mental attitude even than by mental capacities.
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So shall he strive, in changeful hue,Field, feast, and combat, to renew,And loves, and arms, and harpers' glee,And all the pomp of chivalry.
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For he that does good, having the unlimited power to do evil, deserves praise not only for the good which he performs, but for the evil which he forbears.
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