It is the nature of the strong heart, that like the palm tree it strives ever upwards when it is most burdened.
Come Sleep! Oh Sleep, the certain knot of peace, the baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, the poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release, the indifferent judge between the high ...
Commonly they must use their feet for defense whose only weapon is their tongue.
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