Yet he was jealous, though he did not show it, For jealousy dislikes the world to know it |
Yet he was jealous, though he did not show it, For jealousy dislikes the world to know it |
Yet Time, who changes all, had altered him in soul and aspect as in age: Years steal Fire from the mind as vigor from the limb; And Life's enchanted cup but sparkles near the brim |
Yet, Freedom! yet thy banner, torn, but flying, streams like the thunderstorm against the wind. |
Your letter of excuses has arrived. I receive the letter but do not admit the excuses except in courtesy, as when a man treads on your toes and begs your pardon -- the pardon is granted, but the joint aches, especially if there is a corn upon it. |