Our time is fixed, and all our days are number'd; How long, how short, we know not:—this we know, Duty requires we calmly wait the summons, Nor dare to stir till Heaven shall give permission.
Affectation is certain deformity; by forming themselves on fantastic models, the young begin with being ridiculous, and often end in being vicious. - Robert Blair
Affectation is certain deformity; by forming themselves on fantastic models, the young begin with being ridiculous, and often end in being vicious.
- Robert Blair
Our time is fixed, and all our days are number'd; How long, how short, we know not:—this we know, Duty requires we calmly wait the summons, Nor… - Robert Blair
Our time is fixed, and all our days are number'd; How long, how short, we know not:—this we know, Duty requires we calmly wait the summons, Nor…
How shocking must thy summons be, O death, to him that is at ease in his possessions! who, counting on long years of pleasure here, is quite unfurnis… - Robert Blair
How shocking must thy summons be, O death, to him that is at ease in his possessions! who, counting on long years of pleasure here, is quite unfurnis…
Of joys departed, not to return, how painful the remembrance - Robert Blair
Of joys departed, not to return, how painful the remembrance
Beauty! thou pretty plaything! dear deceit, That steals so softly o'er the stripling's heart, And gives it a new pulse unknown before! - Robert Blair
Beauty! thou pretty plaything! dear deceit, That steals so softly o'er the stripling's heart, And gives it a new pulse unknown before!
Industry is not only the instrument of improvement, but the foundation of pleasure. He who is a stranger to it may possess, but cannot enjoy, for it … - Robert Blair
Industry is not only the instrument of improvement, but the foundation of pleasure. He who is a stranger to it may possess, but cannot enjoy, for it …
How blunt are all the arrows of thy quiver in comparison with those of guilt. - Robert Blair
How blunt are all the arrows of thy quiver in comparison with those of guilt.
When it draws near to witching time of night. - Robert Blair
When it draws near to witching time of night.
Friendship! Mysterious cement of the soul, Sweet'ner of life, and solder of society. - Robert Blair
Friendship! Mysterious cement of the soul, Sweet'ner of life, and solder of society.
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