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Cold is thy heart and as frozen as Charity!
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In my days of youth, I remembered my God,And he hath not forgotten my age."
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He came to ask what he had found,That was so large, and smooth, and round.
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'Tis some poor fellow's skull," said he,"Who fell in the great victory."
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But what they fought each other forI could not well make out.
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And then they knew the perilous Rock,And blest the Abbot of Aberbrothok.
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Till the vessel strikes with a shivering shock,"Oh Christ! It is the Inchcape Rock!"
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Every body is a critic.
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What will not woman, gentle woman dare,When strong affection stirs her spirit up?
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Where Washington hath leftA light for after times!
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The laws are with us, and God on our side.
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Yet leaving here a name, I trust,That will not perish in the dust.
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Curses are like young chickens, they always come home to roost.
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Thou hast been called, O sleep! the friend of woe;But 'tis the happy that have called thee so.
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Agreed to differ.
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The arts babblative and scribblative.
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The march of intellect.
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How does the waterCome down at Lodore?
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So I told them in rhyme,For of rhymes I had store.
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Literature cannot be the business of a woman's life, and it ought not to be.
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Somebody has been sitting in my chair!
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