To sigh, yet not recede; to grieve, yet not repent.
-- George Crabbe (1754-1832)
-- Tales of the Hall, Book iii, Boys at School
-- George Crabbe (1754-1832)
-- Tales of the Hall, Book iii, Boys at School
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- He tried the luxury of doing good.
-- George Crabbe (1754-1832)
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Tales of the Hall, Book iii, Boys at... - And took for truth the test of ridicule.
-- George Crabbe (1754-1832)
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Tales of the Hall, Book viii, The... - Time has touched me gently in his race,
And left no odious furrows in my face.
George Crabbe (1754-1832) -- Tales of the Hall, Book... - Cut and come again.
-- George Crabbe (1754-1832)
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Tales, Tale vii, The Widow's... - Another, yet the same.
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744)
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The Dunciad, Book iii, Line... - Am I in GRADUATE SCHOOL yet?
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Zippy the... - To sigh, yet feel no pain;
To weep, yet scarce know why;
To sport an hour with Beauty's chain, Then throw... - A wicked book cannot
repent... - And yet he had a thomb of gold parde.
-- Geoffrey Chaucer (1328-1400)
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Canterbury Tales, Prologue, Line...
