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• And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb. -- James Beattie (1735-1803) -- The Hermi
• But when shall spring visit the mouldering urn? Oh when shall it dawn on the night of the grave?
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• By the glare of false science betray'd, That leads to bewilder, and dazzles to blind.
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• When a sage is angry, he is no longer a sage.
• She felt in italics and thought in capitals. -- Henry Jame
• At the close of the day when the hamlet is still, And mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove, When naught but the torrent is heard on the hill, And naught but the nightingale's song in the grove.
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• Zealous, yet modest; innocent, though free; Patient of toil, serene amidst alarm
  Inflexible in faith, invincible in arms....