that being the case
by the same token
The stag at eve had drunk its fill...
Where danced the moon on Monan's rill
When faint the sound of hoof and horn
unsubstantiality
Let there be light
God spake of old
Out of the night that covers me
To resist him that is set in authority is evil.
Words sweet as honey from his lips distill'd
The man who acts the least, upbraids the most.
Thick as autumnal leaves or driving sand.
She moves a goddess, and she looks a queen.
Plough the watery deep.
The first in banquets, but the last in fights
Gods! How the son degenerates from the sire!
He serves me most, who serves his country best.
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And seem to walk on wings, and tread in air.
Achilles absent was Achilles still.
It is not strength, but art, obtains the prize.
And to be swift is less than to be wise.
'Tis more by art, than force of num'rous strokes.
Soon as the early, rosy-fingered dawn appeared.
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An honest business never blush to tell.
When now Aurora, daughter of the dawn,
With rosy lustre purpled o'er the dawn.
The big round tear stands trembling in her eye.
And what so tedious as a twice-told tale.
Welcome the coming, speed the parting guest.
So ends the bloody business of the day.
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For himself doth a man work evil in working evils for another.
He who trusts most should be trusted least.
Wine is wont to show the mind of man.
No one goes to Hades with all his immense wealth.
War spares not the brave but the cowardly.
Any excuse will serve a tyrant.
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Little friends may prove great friends.
There is always someone worse off than yourself.
It is easy to be brave from a safe distance.
It is not only fine feathers that make fine birds.
Gratitude is the sign of noble souls
We often despise what is most useful to us.
It is easy to despise what you cannot get.
Familiarity breeds contempt.
People often grudge others what they cannot enjoy themselves.
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A liar will not be believed, even when he speaks the truth.
Never trust a friend who deserts you at a pinch.(more AESOP)
United we stand, divided we fall. (AESOP)
Little by little does the trick.
Put your shoulder to the wheel.
Who is to bell the cat? It is easy to propose impossible remedies.
Do not count your chickens before they are hatched.
Men often applaud an imitation, and hiss the real thing.
Never trust the advice of a man in difficulties.
There is nothing permanent except change.
Time as he grows old teaches many lessons.
God loves to help him who strives to help himself.
Bronze is the mirror of the form; wine, of the heart.
None love the messenger who brings bad news.
A woman should be seen, not heard. (Sophocles)
Sleep, the universal vanquisher.
Man's best possession is a sympathetic wife.
Gymnastic as well as music should begin in early years.
I have hardly ever known a mathematician who was capable of reasoning
All Gaul is divided into three parts.
Oh, this age! how tasteless and ill-bred it is!
I hate and I love (odi et amo)...
Love conquers all.
Cease your efforts to find where the last rose lingers.
Remember when life's path is steep to keep your mind even.
The covetous man is ever in  want.
What is left when honour is lost?
No one should be judge in his own cause.
It is only the ignorant who despise education.
No man is happy who does not think himself so.
Good health and good sense are two of life's greatest blessings.
The best ideas are common property.
A great pilot can sail even when his canvas is rent.
All art is but imitation of nature.
I was shipwrecked before I got aboard.
Whom they have injured they also hate.
Things are not always what they seem.
With man, most of his misfortunes are occasioned by man.
Delay is ever fatal to those who are prepared.
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To yield to the stronger is valor's second prize.
Death, like birth, is a secret of nature.
Leave all hope, ye that enter.
His palfrey was as broun as is a berye.
I believe that in the end the truth will conquer.
Man proposes, but God disposes.
The more the marble wastes, the more the statue grows.
Mary had a little lamb.
A hair in the head is worth two in the brush.
Go - and never darken my towels again.
Oh, don't worry about Alan...Alan will always land on somebody's feet.
I have Bright's disease, and he has mine.
A case of the tail dogging the wag.
You wait here and I'll bring the etchings down.
It's hard to be funny when you have to be clean (Mae West)
Those have most power to hurt us that we love.
An iron curtain has descended across the continent.
Under the spreading chestnut tree the village smithy stands.
The die is cast.
What's done cannot be undone. To be, to bed, to bed.
Henry James was one of the nicest old ladies I ever met. (William Faulkner)
The secret of my success is that no woman has ever been jealous of me.
He hath a daily beauty in his life. That makes me ugly.
Strange how potent cheap music is.
The hills are alive with the sound of music
I do not see any reason why the devil should have all the good tunes.
[music] The only sensual pleasure without vice.
Seated one day at the organ, I was weary and ill at ease,
Give me a laundry list and I'll set it to music [Rossini]
I am never merry when I hear sweet music.
I don't write modern music. I only write good music.
My music is best understood by children and animals.
Oh I'm a martyr to music.
God tells me how he wants this music played - and you get in his way.
The conductor has the advantage of not seeing the audience.
...All my life I have lived off the blood of Chopin.
When a piece gets difficult make faces.
I'm called Little Buttercup - dear Little Buttercup,...
Hello, I must be going...
A door is what a dog is perpetually on the wrong side of.
Anybody who hates children and dogs can't be all bad.
You ain't nothin' but a hound dog, Cryin' all the time.
Daddy wouldn't buy me a bow-wow, bow-wow. I've got a little cat and...
Tiger! Tiger! burning bright, In the forests of the night,
Rats! They fought the dogs and killed the cats...
And everywhere that Mary went the lamb was sure to go.
The stars grew bright in the winter sky.
The cow is of the bovine ilk. One end is moo, the other milk.
I think I could turn and live with animals...
Ha, ha, ha, you and me, Little brown jug, don't I love thee.
He that fights and runs away may live to fight another day.
O, Shenandoah, I long to hear you Away, you rolling river.
O ye'll take the high road, and I'll take the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye,
But me and my true love will never meet again,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomon'.
Swing low sweet chariot, Comin' for to carry me home.
I looked over Jordan an' what did I see?
A band of Angels coming after me, Comin' for to carry me home.
The rabbit has a charming face; Its private life is a disgrace.
There is a tavern in the town, and there my love sits him down,
And drinks his wine mid' laughter free, And never, never thinks of me.
Fare thee well, for I must leave thee,
Do not let this parting grieve thee,
And remember that the best of friends must part.
There was a young lady of Riga, Who went for a ride on a tiger;
They returned from the ride With the lady inside,
And a smile on the face of the tiger.
This animal is very bad; when attacked it defends itself.
Millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves
on a rainy Sunday afternoon.
Bore - a person who talks when you wish him to listen.
Borrowed garments never fit well.
Gin a body meet a body
Coming through the rye;
Gin a body kiss a body,
Need a body cry?
My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here;
My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer;
Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe,
My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go.
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.
So boring you fall asleep halfway through her name.
Through, through, through, the way to go is through the rye, sliced.
You dirty double-crossing rat! That's not writing, that's typing.
Pushing forty? She's clinging onto it for dear life!
I see - she's the original good time that was had by all.
He was like a cock who thought the sun had risen to hear him crow.
He has never been known to use a word
that might send the reader to the dictionary
He is not only dull in himself, but the cause of dullness in others.
Many people have delusions of grandeur, but you're deluded by triviality.
Come, let me know what it is that makes a Scotsman happy!
Oh well, you play Back your way. I'll play him his.
Play us a medley of your hit.
Like a cushion, he always bore the imprint of the last man who sat on him.
Dewey looks like the bridegroom on the wedding cake.
He looks as if he had been weaned on a pickle.
You are the pits [John McEnroe to an umpire at Wimbledon 1981]
You are not worth the dust which the rude wind Blows in your face.
He is an old bore, even the grave yawns for him.
I speak Spanish to God, Italian to women, French to men,
and German to my horse
A judge knows nothing unless it has been explained to him three times.
We are closer to the ants than to the butterflies.
Very few people can endure much leisure.
Lincoln was not a type. He stands alone -
no ancestors, no fellows, no successors.
The Lord prefers common-looking people.
That is why he makes so many of them.
Longfellow is to poetry what the barrel-organ is to music. [Van Wyck Brooks]
Hello, Young Lovers, Wherever You Are.
Pale hands I loved beside the Shalimar,
K-K-K-Katy, beautiful Katy, You're the only g-g-g-girl that I adore.
When the m-m-m-moon shines over the cow-shed
I'll be waiting at the k-k-k-kitchen door.
I've Got You Under My Skin
Night and day, you are the one, Only you beneath the moon and under the sun.
Let's Do It; Let's Fall In Love.
I loved you when you were inconstant.
What should I have done if you had been faithful?
But soft! What light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
And for bonnie Annie Laurie I'll lay me doun and dee.
The machine threatens all achievement.
Whom God wishes to destroy, he first makes mad.
We are all born mad. Some remain so.
I married beneath me - all women do.
Numbers constitute the only universal language.
Only mediocrity can be trusted to be always at its best.
A frog he would a-wooing go, Heigh ho! says Rowley,
A frog he would a-wooing go, whether his mother would let him or no.
With a rowley, powley, gammon and spinach, Heigh ho! says Anthony Rowley.
All the birds of the air
Fell a-sighing and a-sobbing
When they heard the bell toll
For poor Cock Robin.
As I was going to St Ives,
I met a man with seven wives.
Each wife had seven sachs
Each sack had seven cats,
Each cat had seven kits,
How many were going to St Ives?
Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir,
Three bags full;
One for the master,
And one for the dame,
And one for the little boy
Who lives down the lane.