Tis ever thus: indulgence spoils the base; Raising up pride, and lawless turbulence, Like noxious vapors from the fulsome marsh When morning shines upon it.
Half-uttered praise is to the curious mind, as to the eye half-veiled beauty is, more precious than the whole.
A woman is seldom roused to great and courageous exertion but when something most dear to her is in immediate danger.
To struggle when hope is banished! To live when life's salt is gone! To dwell in a dream that's vanished! To endure, and go calmly on! The brave man is not he who feels no fear, For that were stupid and irrational; But he, whose noble soul its fear subdues, And bravely dares the danger nature shrinks from.
My day is closed! the gloom of night is come! a hopeless darkness settles over my fate.
The bliss even of a moment still is bliss.
I have seen the day, when, if a man made himself ridiculous, the world would laugh at him. But now, everything that is mean, disgusting, and absurd, pleases them but so much the better!
Pampered vanity is a better thing perhaps than starved pride.
A willing heart adds feather to the heel.
Good-morrow to thy sable beak, And glossy plumage, dark and sleek, Thy crimson moon and azure eye
Last Update: 16 April 2021
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