Our Pilgrim stock wuz pithed with hardihood.
James Lowell (1819 - 1891)
Source: Second Series. The Courtin'. No. vi.
Contributed by: Zaady
The one thing finished in this hasty world.
Folks never understand the folks they hate.
I love her with a love as still As a broad river's peaceful might, Which by high tower and lowly mill, Goes wandering at its own will, And yet does ever flow aright.
There is no good in arguing with the inevitable. The only argument available with an east wind is to put on your overcoat.
Source: Democracy and Addresses.
Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how.
Source: The Vision of Sir Launfal. Prelude to Part First.
She doeth little kindnesses Which most leave undone, or despise.
Source: My Love. iv.
Laborin' man an' laborin' woman Hev one glory an' one shame; Ev'y thin' thet' s done inhuman Injers all on 'em the same.
Source: The Biglow Papers. First Series. No. i.
I tell ye wut, my judgment is you're pooty sure to fail, Ez long 'z the head keeps turnin' back for counsel to the the tail.
Source: The Biglow Papers, Second Series
Life seems a jest of Fate's contriving.
Source: Harvard Commemoration Ode, 1865, IV
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