More from The Disowned. Chap. xxxiii.
- Alone!-that worn-out word, So idly spoken, and so coldly heard; Yet all that poets sing and grief hath known Of hopes laid waste, knells in that word ALONE!
- Ambition has no risk.
- Beneath the rule of men entirely great, The pen is mightier than the sword.
- Buy my flowers,-oh buy, I pray! The blind girl comes from afar.
- Buy my flowers,-oh buy, I pray! The blind girl comes from afar. Buy my Flowers.
- Curse away! And let me tell thee, Beauseant, a wise proverb The Arabs have, “Curses are like young chickens, And still come home to roost.”
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