Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when... Exercises in Reading and Recitation - Page 127edited by - 1828 - 251 pagesFull view
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András Horn - 2008 - 208 pages
...farewell, to all my greatness! This is the state of man. Today he puts forth The tender leaves of hopes; tomorrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours...thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that...