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I will tear this folly from my heart, though every fibre bleed as I rend it away!

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Heap on more wood! – the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We’ll keep our Christmas merry still.
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Joy Nature Religious
Commend me to sterling honesty though clad in rags.
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Honesty Myself
Fortune may raise up or abuse the ordinary mortal, but the sage and the soldier should have minds beyond her control.
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Beyond Control Fortune Mindset Mortal
I like a highland friend who will stand by me not only when I am in the right, but when I am a little in the wrong.
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Friendship Myself Right Wrong
The will to do, the soul to dare.
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Dare Inspirational One Liner Soul Willing
Revenge, the sweetest morsel to the mouth that ever was cooked in hell.
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Food Hell Revenge
The misery of keeping a dog is his dying so soon. But, to be sure, if he lived for fifty years and then died, what would become of me?
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Animal Death Dog Live Misery Myself
We build statues out of snow, and weep to see them melt.
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Break Deep See
Good Night, Goodnight, Dream.
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Dream Night
Some feelings are to mortals given With less of earth in them than heaven.
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Feeling Heaven Mortal
Caution comes too late when we are in the midst of evils.
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Deep Evil Late
Steady of heart and stout of hand.
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Hands Heart Time
A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man’s heart through half the year.
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Heart Man Poor Religion
Treason seldom dwells with courage.
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Courage Death
When true friends meet in adverse hour; ‘Tis like a sunbeam through a shower. A watery way an instant seen, The darkly closing clouds between.
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Darkness Friendship Hard Time True
Is death the last sleep? No, it is the last and final awakening.
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Death Deep Perspective Philosophy

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