What if the Church and the State Are the mob that howls at the door! Wine shall run thick to the end, Bread taste sour.
So comes a reck'ning when the banquet's o'er, The dreadful reckn'ning, and men smile no more.
Gulliver was soon being read "from the cabinet council to the nursery".
Here Shock, the pride of all his kind, is laid, Who fawned like man, but ne'er like man betrayed.
To cheat a man isnothing; but the womanmust have fine parts indeed who cheats a woman!
The charge is prepared; the lawyers are met; The judges all ranged (a terrible show!) I go, undismay'd. For death is a debt, A debt on demand. So take what I owe.
Were I laid on Greenland's Coast, And in my Arms embrac'd my Lass; Warm amidst eternal Frost, Too soon the Half Year's Night would pass.
Did you hear what this idiot just said!? He said it's not about the W. . . It's everything about the W with me!
Fate steals along with silent tread, Found oftenest in what least we dread; Frowns in the storm with angry brow, But in the sunshine strikes the blow.
It is better to be envied than pitied.
I would absolutely like to play more leading roles. There's no philosophy - well, the only philosophy, I suppose, is to try and do different things.