Tender-handed stroke a nettle And it stings you for your pains; Grasp it like a man of mettle, And it soft as silk remains.
Aaron Hill (1685 - 1750)
Source: Verses Written on a Window in Scotland
Contributed by: Zaady
Courage is poorly housed that dwells in numbers; the lion never counts the herd that are about him, nor weighs how many flocks he has to scatter.
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