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The Cup Goes Round: And Who So Artful As To Put It By!
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The cup goes round:
And who so artful as to put it by!
'T is long since Death had the majority.
-- Robert Blair (1699-1747)
-- The Grave, Part ii, Line 449
Related:
The good he scorn'd Stalk'd off reluctant, like an ill-used ghost, Not to retu
or if it did, in visits Like those of angels, short and far between....
Of joys departed, Not to return, how painful the remembrance!
-- Robert Blair (1699-1747) -- The Grave, Part i, Line 109...
Friendship! mysterious cement of the soul! Sweetener of life!
and solder of society! -- Robert Blair (1699-1747) -- The Grave, Part i, Line 88...
The schoolboy, with his satchel in his hand, Whistling aloud to bear his courage up.
-- Robert Blair (1699-1747) -- The Grave, Part i, Line 58...
The Grave, dread thing! Men shiver when thou 'rt named
Nature, appall'd, Shakes off her wonted firmness....
Many things happen between the cup and the lip. -- Robert Burton (1577-1640) -- The Anatomy of Melancholy, Part ii, Sect.
2, Memb. 3...
Who track the steps of glory to the grave.
-- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Monody on the Death of Sheridan, Line 74...
The more you love, the more you can love--and the more intensely you love.
Nor is there any limit on how many you can love. If a person had time enough, he could love all of that majority who are decent and just....
Youth had been a habit of hers so long that she could not part with it.