The thoughts of others Were light and fleeting, Of lovers’ meeting Or luck or fame. Mine were of trouble, And mine were steady; So I was ready When trouble came.
A. E. HOUSMANI do not choose the right word, I get rid of the wrong one.
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And malt does more than Milton can to justify God’s ways to man.
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Three minutes thought would suffice to find this out; but thought is irksome and three minutes is a long time.
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White in the moon the long road lies.
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In every American there is an air of incorrigible innocence, which seems to conceal a diabolical cunning.
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Tell me not here, it needs not saying, What tune the enchantress plays In aftermaths of soft September Or under blanching mays, For she and I were long acquainted And I knew all her ways.
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I do not choose the right word, I get rid of the wrong one.
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Earth and high heaven are fixed of old and founded strong.
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But men at whiles are sober And think by fits and starts. And if they think, they fasten Their hands upon their hearts.
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The fairies break their dances And leave the printed lawn.
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Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure.
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The house of delusions is cheap to build but drafty to live in.
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Oh I have been to Ludlow fair, and left my necktie God knows where. And carried half way home, or near, pints and quarts of Ludlow beer.
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Oh, ’tis jesting, dancing, drinking Spins the heavy world around.
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Ten thousand times I’ve done my best and all’s to do again.
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On Wenlock Edge the wood’s in trouble;His forest fleece the Wrekin heaves;The wind it plies the saplings double, And thick on Severn snow the leaves.
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