The god-like hero sate On his imperial throne: His valiant peers were placed around, Their brows with roses and with myrtles bound (So should desert in arms be crowned). The lovely Thais by his side, Sate like a blooming Eastern bride In flower of youth and beauty's pride. Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserve the fair.
The brave man seeks not popular applause, Nor, overpower'd with arms, deserts his cause; Unsham'd, though foil'd, he does the best he can, Force is of brutes, but honor is of man.
Swear, food, or starve; for the dilemma's even; A tradesman thou! and hope to go to heaven?
He's a sure card.
For they conquer who believe they can.
Happy the man, and happy he alone, he who can call today his own; he who, secure within, can say, tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
Ever a glutton, at another's cost, But in whose kitchen dwells perpetual frost.
Whistling to keep myself from being afraid.
Ill writers are usually the sharpest censors.
They who write ill, and they who ne'er durst write, Turn critics out of mere revenge and spite.
All who (like him) have writ ill plays before, For they, like thieves, condemned, are hangman made, To execute the members of their trade.
But Esau's hands suit ill with Jacob's voice.
Drawn to the dregs of a democracy.
God has endowed man with inalienable rights, among which are self-government, reason, and conscience. Man is properly self-governed only when he is guided rightly and governed by his Maker, divine Truth and Love.
Democracy is essentially anti-authoritarian--that is, it not only demands the right but imposes the responsibility of thinking for ourselves.
Democracy does not guarantee equality of conditions--it only guarantees equality of opportunity.
And after hearing what our Church can say, If still our reason runs another way, That private reason 'tis more just to curb, Than by disputes the public peace disturb; For points obscure are of small use to learn, But common quiet is mankind's concern.
As when the dove returning bore the mark Of earth restored to the long labouring ark; The relics of mankind, secure at rest, Open every window to receive the guest, And the fair bearer of the message bless'd.
Dreams are but interludes, which fancy makes; When monarch reason sleeps, this mimic wakes.
Not aw'd to duty by superior sway.
Maintain your post: That's all the fame you need; For 'tis impossible you should proceed.
The true Amphitryon.
By education most have been misled.
Education is a progressive discovery of our own ignorance.
Education is what remains after one has forgotten what one has learned in school.