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...and loves the bold, Soon come tb* darkness and the cold. Greatly begin ! though thou have tin* Hut for a line, be that sublime, — Not failure, but...low aim, is crime. Ah, with what lofty hope we came I Hut we forget it, dream of fame, And scrawl, as I do here, a name. AL FRESCO. THE dandelions and...

...I/ife is a leaf of paper white, Whereon each one of us may write His word or two, and then comes night. Greatly begin, though thou have time But for a line,...that sublime — Not failure, but low aim, is crime. — JR Lowell. The cleverest words Thackeray uttered about great men were arranged thus: 'They may...

...A sneer is the weapon of the weak. Life is a leaf of paper white, Whereon each one of us may write. Greatly begin ! though thou have time But for a line,...that sublime. Not failure, but low aim, is crime. In the scale of the destinies, brawn will never weigh so much as brain. Wrong ever builds on quicksands,...

...is a leaf of paper white, Whereon each one of us may write His word or two, and then conies night. Greatly begin ! Though thou have time But for a line,...that sublime, — Not failure, but low aim, is crime. 1. ''-'':>. He who is wrong in the tens will be wrong in the thou«ands. John Ploughman. A beggar asking...

...pen to hold, Luck hates the slow and loves the bold, Soon come the darkness and the cold. <3reatly begin! though thou have time But for a line, be that...but low aim, is crime. Ah, with what lofty hope we camel But we forget it, dream of fame, And scrawl, as I do here, a name. AFTER THE BURIAL. YES, faith...

...Our nibs upon the edge, and die. Muse not which way the pen to hold, Luck hates the slow and loves the bold, Soon come the darkness and the cold. Greatly...low aim, is crime. Ah, with what lofty hope we came I But we forget it, dream of fame, And scrawl, as I do here, a name. AL FRESCO THE dandelions and buttercups...

...Our nibs upon the edge, and die. Muse not which way the pen to hold, Luck hates the slow and loves the bold., Soon come the darkness and the cold. Greatly...that sublime, — Not failure, but low aim, is crime. AL FRESCO THE dandelions and buttercups Gild all the lawn ; the drowsy bee Stumbles among the clover-tops,...

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...Our nibs upon the edge, and die. Muse not which way the pen to hold, Luck hates the slow and loves the bold. Soon come the darkness and the cold. Greatly begin ! though thou have time But for a hne, be that sublime, — Not failure, but low aim, is crime. Ah, with what lofty hope we came ! But...