d the wretch who
won.--BYRON.

If a man indulges himself in murder, very soon he comes to
think little of robbing; and from robbing he comes next to
drinking and Sabbath-breaking, and from that to incivility and
procrastination.--DE QUINCEY.

Assemble all the poor men of your sort;
Draw them to Tiber banks and weep your tears
Into the channel, till the lowest stream
Do kiss the most exalted shores of all.--SHAKESPEARE.

No doubt but ye are the people, and wisdom shall die with
you.--JOB.

The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold,
And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold;
And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea,
When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.--BYRON.

The best of men
That e'er wore earth about him was a sufferer,
The first true gentleman that ever breathed.--DEKKER.

The glories of our birth and state
Are shadows, not substantial things;
There is no armor against fate;
Death lays his icy hand on kings.
Scepter and crown
Must tumble down,
And in the dust be equal made
With the poor crooked scythe and spade.--SHIRLEY.

What a piece of work is man! how noble in reason! how infinite
in faculty! in form and moving how express and admirable! in
action how like an angel! in apprehension how like a god! the
beauty of this world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me,
what is this quintessence of dust? man delights not me; no,
nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say
so.--SHAKESPEARE.

Great lords, wise men ne'er sit and wail their loss,
But cheerly seek how to redress their harms.
What though the mast be now thrown overboard,
The cable broke, the holding anchor lost,
And half our sailors swallowed in the flood?
Yet lives our pilot still. Is 't meet that he
Should leave the helm, and, like a fearful lad,
With tearful eyes, add water to the sea,
And give more strength to that which hath too much,
While in his moan the ship splits on the rock,
Which industry and courage might have saved?
Ah, what a shame! ah, what a fault were this!
SHAKESPEARE.

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