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Cats are a mysterious kind of folk.

Walter Scott

Greatness of any kind has no greater foe than a habit of drinking.
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Drink Greatness Habit Kind
A sinful heart makes feeble hand.
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Hands Heart Sin
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
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
Do not Christians and Heathens, and Jews and Gentiles, and poets and philosophers, unite in allowing the starry influences?
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Philosophy Poet Religious Unity
Then hush thee, my darling, take rest while you may, For strife comes with manhood, and waking with day.
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Man Myself Wake Up
I will tear this folly from my heart, though every fibre bleed as I rend it away!
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Heart Myself Tears
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
Welcome as the flowers in May.
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Flower May
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
A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man’s heart through half the year.
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Heart Man Poor Religion
Of all vices, drinking is the most incompatible with greatness.
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Drink Greatness Vice
Caution comes too late when we are in the midst of evils.
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Deep Evil Late
November’s sky is chill and drear, November’s leaf is red and sear.
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Change Nature Season Sky
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
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

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