Part 69 (1/2)

--_Old Magazine_

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The I is worthy of aversion when it is principally confined to the person who uses it

--_Pascal_

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What am I?

Naught! But the effluence of Thy light divine Pervading worlds, hath reached my bosom too

Yes, in my spirit doth Thy spirit shi+ne, As shi+nes the sunbeam in a drop of dew

Naught! But I live, and on Hope's pinions fly Eager toward Thy presence; for in Thee, I live, and breathe, and dwell, aspiring high, Even to the throne of Thy divinity

I am, O God, and surely Thou must be!

--_Sir John Bowring's translation of Derzhavin's ”Ode to God”_

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Ideas are like beards; row up

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A young man idle, an old man needy

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Labor is the divine law of our existence; repose is desertion and suicide

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If you want anything done, go to a busy

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