A little still she strove, and much repented, And whispering โI will ne'er consentโโconsented.
Jealousy dislikes the world to know it.
Be hypocritical, be cautious, be not what you seem but always what you see.
My turn of mind is so given to taking things in the absurd point of view, that it breaks out in spite of me every now and then.
Prolonged endurance tames the bold.
It is odd but agitation or contest of any kind gives a rebound to my spirits and sets me up for a time.