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My name is Death: the last best friend am I.
Robert Southey
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Robert Southey
Age: 68 †
Born: 1774
Born: August 12
Died: 1843
Died: March 21
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A man may be cheerful and contented in celibacy, but I do not think he can ever be happy it is an unnatural state, and the best feelings of his nature are never called into action.
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My days among the dead are passed Around me I behold, Where'er these casual eyes are cast, The mighty minds of old My never-failing friends are they, With whom I converse day by day.
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That charity is bad which takes from independence its proper pride, from mendicity its salutary shame.
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Little, indeed, does it concern us in this our mortal stage, to inquire whence the spirit hath come but of what infinite concern is the consideration whither it is going. Surely such consideration demands the study of a life.
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Order is the sanity of the mind, the health of the body, the peace of the city, the security of the state. As the beams to a house, as the bones to the microcosm of man, so is order to all things.
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For society, of all places I have ever been, Norwich is the best.
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Cupid the little greatest god.
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There is another world for all that live and move-a better one!
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A wise judge, by the craft of the law, was never seduced from its purpose.
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I do not cast my eyes away from my troubles. I pack them in as little compass as I can for myself, and never let them annoy others.
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Affliction is not sent in vain, young man, from that good God, who chastens whom he loves.
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A stubborn mind conduces as little to wisdom or even to knowledge, as a stubborn temper to happiness
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You are old, Father William, the young man cried, The few locks which are left you are gray You are hale, Father William, a hearty old man,- Now tell me the reason I pray.
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I can remember, with unsteady feet, Tottering from room to room, and finding pleasure In flowers, and toys, and sweetmeats, things which long Have lost their power to please which when I see them, Raise only now a melancholy wish I were the little trifler once again, Who could be pleas'd so lightly.
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Ye who dwell at home, Ye do not know the terrors of the main.
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One fault begets another one crime renders another necessary.
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From his brimstone bed, at break of day, A-walking the Devil is gone, To look at his little snug farm of the World, And see how his stock went on.
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The true one of youth's love, proving a faithful helpmate in those years when the dream of life is over, and we live in its realities.
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It is not for man to rest in absolute contentment.
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No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other's worth.
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