Great conquests trouble, where contempt may please -- the one yields glory, and the other ease.
No town can keep a man, but men keep towns. - William Alexander, 1st Earl Of Stirling
No town can keep a man, but men keep towns.
- William Alexander, 1st Earl Of Stirling
There whil'st the world prov'd prodigal of breath, the headless trunks lay prostrated in heaps; this field of funerals sacred unto death, did paint o… - William Alexander, 1st Earl Of Stirling
There whil'st the world prov'd prodigal of breath, the headless trunks lay prostrated in heaps; this field of funerals sacred unto death, did paint o…
Great conquests trouble, where contempt may please -- the one yields glory, and the other ease. - William Alexander, 1st Earl Of Stirling
The weaker sex, to piety more prone, by rare examples, oft have been renown'd. When many murders were bewail'd by none, an isles whole men in blood b… - William Alexander, 1st Earl Of Stirling
The weaker sex, to piety more prone, by rare examples, oft have been renown'd. When many murders were bewail'd by none, an isles whole men in blood b…
How some dare scorn (as if a fabulous lie) that they should rise whom death to dust doth bind -- and like to beasts, a beastly life they lead, who na… - William Alexander, 1st Earl Of Stirling
How some dare scorn (as if a fabulous lie) that they should rise whom death to dust doth bind -- and like to beasts, a beastly life they lead, who na…
The weaker sex, to piety more prone. - William Alexander, 1st Earl Of Stirling
The weaker sex, to piety more prone.
Not beauty, no, but virtue rais'd my fires, whose sacred flame did cherish chaste desires. - William Alexander, 1st Earl Of Stirling
Not beauty, no, but virtue rais'd my fires, whose sacred flame did cherish chaste desires.
The stately heavens which glory doth array, are mirrors of God's admirable might; there, whence forth spreads the night, forth springs the day. He fi… - William Alexander, 1st Earl Of Stirling
The stately heavens which glory doth array, are mirrors of God's admirable might; there, whence forth spreads the night, forth springs the day. He fi…
The deepest rivers make least din, The silent soule doth most abound in care. - William Alexander, 1st Earl Of Stirling
The deepest rivers make least din, The silent soule doth most abound in care.
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