In every Art it is good to have a master. |
In solitude, be a multitude to thyself. Tibullus by all means use sometimes to be alone. |
It adds to the glory both of soul and body |
It is a poor sport that is not worth the candle |
It is part of a poor spirit to undervalue himself and blush. |
It is very hard to shave an egg |
Kuwait has come forward... And this means a great deal to the American people. It will mean a lot to our government. And of course if will mean a lot to the families' victimized by this hurricane. |
Let all the world in every corner sing / My God and King. |
Life is half spent before we know what it is. |
Like summer friends, Flies of estate and sunshine |
Living well is the best revenge |
Lord, how can man preach thy eternal word? / He is a brittle crazy glass: / Yet in thy Temple thou dost him afford / This glorious and transcendent place, / To be a window, through thy grace. |
Lord, with what care hast Thou begirt us round! Parents first season us; then schoolmasters deliver us to laws; they send us bound to rules of reason, holy messengers, pulpits and Sundays, sorrow dogging sin, afflictions sorted, anguish of all sizes, fine nets and stratagems to catch us in, bibles laid open, millions of surprises, blessings beforehand, ties of gratefulness, the sound of glory ringing in our ears: without, our shame; within, our consciences;'' angels and grace, eternal hopes and fears. Yet all these fences and their whole array one cunning bosom-sin blows quite away. |
Love and a cough cannot be hid. |
Love bad me welcome; yet my soul drew back. Built of dust and sin. But quick-ey'd love, observing me grow slack From my first entrance in, Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning, If I lack'd anything. |