Hilaire Bellocの名言
And the men that were boys when I was a boy Shall sit and drink with me.
Child! do not throw this book about Refrain from the unholy pleasure Of cutting all the pictures out! Preserve it as your chiefest treasure.
From quiet homes and first beginnings, Out to the undiscovered ends, There's nothing worth the wear of winning, But laughter and the love of friends.
How slow the shadow creeps: but when 'tis past How fast the shadows fall. How fast! How fast!
I'm tired of love I'm still more tired of rhyme but money gives me pleasure all the time.
It happened that a few weeks later Her aunt was off to the theater To see that interesting play The Second Mrs. Tanqueray.
Matilda told such dreadful lies, It made one gasp and stretch one's eyes; Her aunt, who, from her earliest youth, Had kept a strict regard for truth, Attempted to believe Matilda: The effort very nearly killed her.
Of courtesy, it is much less Than courage of heart or holiness, Yet in my walks it seems to me That the Grace of God is in courtesy.
Physicians of the utmost fame, Were called at once; but when they came They answered, as they took their fees, 'There is no Cure for this Disease.'
The Devil, having nothing else to do Went off to tempt my Lady Poltagrue. My Lady, tempted by a private whim, To his extreme annoyance, tempted him.
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