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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.

Walter Scott

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
Cats are a very mysterious kind of folk. There is always more passing in their minds than we are aware of.
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Animal Mindset Mystery Pass
Teach you children poetry; it opens the mind, lends grace to wisdom and makes the heroic virtues hereditary.
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Children Grace Poetry Teaching Virtue Wisdom
Heaven know its time; the bullet has its billet.
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Heaven Time
I have heard men talk about the blessings of freedom, he said to himself, but I wish any wise man would teach me what use to make of it now that I have it.
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Blessing Freedom Himself Man Myself Talk Teaching
Greatness of any kind has no greater foe than a habit of drinking.
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Drink Greatness Habit Kind
Cats are a mysterious kind of folk.
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Animal Mystery
The chain of friendship, however bright, does not stand the attrition of constant close contact.
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Deep Friendship
A good deal of philanthropy arises in general from mere vanity and love of distinction gilded over to others and to themselves with some show of benevolent sentiment.
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Deal Goodness Love
Treason seldom dwells with courage.
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Courage Death
Of all vices, drinking is the most incompatible with greatness.
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Drink Greatness Vice
Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above: For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
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Heaven Love Man
I cannot tell how the truth may be; I say the tale as it was said to me.
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Myself Story Truth
As long as the Fates permit, live cheerfully.
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Fate Happiness Live
Come fill up my cup, come fill up my can, Come saddle your horses, and call up your men; Come open the West Port, and let me gang free, And it’s room for the bonnets of Bonny Dundee!
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Freedom Man Myself Yourself
Come he slow or come he fast it is but death that comes at last.
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Death Fast Himself

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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