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Child of mortality, whence comest thou? Why is thy countenance sad, and why are thine eyes red with weeping?

Anna Letitia Barbauld

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Anna Letitia Barbauld
Age: 81 †
Born: 1743
Born: June 20
Died: 1825
Died: March 9
Essayist
Literary Critic
Poet
Leicestershire
England
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many things I knew, I have forgotten many things I thought I knew, I find I know nothing about some things I know, I have found not worth knowing and some things I would give - O what would one not give to know? are beyond the reach of human ken.
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Children have almost an intuitive discernment between the maxims you bring forward for their use, and those by which you direct your own conduct.
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Society than solitude is worse, And man to man is still the greatest curse.
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Time deals gently with me and though I feel that I descend, the slope is easy.
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Nobody ought to be too old to improve: I should be sorry if I was and I flatter myself I have already improved considerably by my travels. First, I can swallow gruel soup, egg soup, and all manner of soups, without making faces much. Secondly, I can pretty well live without tea.
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Man is the nobler growth our realms supply, And souls are ripened in our northern sky.
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We neither laugh alone, nor weep alone, why then should we pray alone?
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But every act in consequence of our faith, strengthens faith.
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While Genius was thus wasting his strength in eccentric flights, I saw a person of a very different appearance, named Application.
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