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Page 7 - THESE are the times that try men's souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that stands it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman.
Page 14 - He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.
Page 6 - O! ye that love mankind! Ye that dare oppose not only the tyranny but the tyrant, stand forth! Every spot of the old world is overrun with oppression. Freedom hath been hunted round the Globe. Asia and Africa have long expelled her. Europe regards her like a stranger, and England hath given her warning to depart. O! receive the fugitive, and prepare in time an asylum for mankind.
Page 14 - Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night, nor for the arrow that flieth by day, nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness, nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.
Page 9 - tis, like a camel indeed. HAMLET. Methinks it is like a weasel. POL. It is backed like a weasel. HAMLET. Or like a whale? POL. Very like a whale.
Page 8 - I believe in one God, and no more ; and I hope for happiness beyond this life. I believe in the equality of man ; and I believe .that religious duties consist in doing justice, loving mercy, and endeavoring to make our fellow-creatures happy.
Page 9 - I AM his Highness' Dog at Kew ; Pray tell me, Sir, whose dog are you ? The idea of this inscription is taken from Sir William Temple's " Heads designed for an Essay on Conversation.
Page 15 - But me, not destined such delights to share, My prime of life in wandering spent and care ; Impell'd, with steps unceasing, to pursue Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view ; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow, flies ; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own.
Page 15 - Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things ; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge, like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
Page 15 - For ever and for ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use! As tho

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