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The willow which bends to the tempest often escapes better than the oak which resists it.

Walter Scott

Will future ages believe that such stupid bigotry ever existed!
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Age Believe Existence Stupidity
A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man’s heart through half the year.
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Heart Man Poor Religion
A glass of good wine is a gracious creature, and reconciles poor mortality to itself and that is what few things can do.
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Goodness Mortal Poor Wine
The willow which bends to the tempest often escapes better than the oak which resists it.
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Escape Resistance
One crowded hour of glorious life is worth an age without a name.
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Age Fame Life Oneself Worth
Blessed be his name, who hath appointed the quiet night to follow the busy day, and the calm sleep to refresh the wearied limbs and to compose the troubled spirit.
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Blessing Night Quiet Spirit
There never will exist anything permanently noble and excellent in the character which is a stranger to resolute self-denial.
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Character Excellence Existence Strange
He that climbs the tall tree has won right to the fruit, He that leaps the wide gulf should prevail in his suit.
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Himself Right Tree
Recollect that the Almighty, who gave the dog to be companion of our pleasures and our toils, hath invested him with a nature noble and incapable of deceit.
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Dog God Happiness Investment Nature
What a strange scene if the surge of conversation could suddenly ebb like the tide, and show us the real state of people’s minds.
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Mindset People Reality Strange
Without courage there cannot be truth, and without truth there can be no other virtue.
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Courage Truth Virtue
Revenge, the sweetest morsel to the mouth that ever was cooked in hell.
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Food Hell Revenge
Each age has deemed the new-born year the fittest time for festal cheer.
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Age Time
Breathes there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land.
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Breathe Death Himself Man Soul
It is only when I dally with what I am about, look back and aside, instead of keeping my eyes straight forward, that I feel these cold sinkings of the heart.
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Cold Eyes Feeling Heart Myself
Where is the coward that would not dare to fight for such a land as Scotland?
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Coward Dare Fight Nation

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