The glories of our blood and stateAre shadows, not substantial things;There is no armour against fate;Death lays his icy hand on kings:Sceptre and CrownMust tumble down,And in the dust be equal madeWith the poor crooked scythe and spade.
They may veil their eyes, but they cannot hideThe sun’s meridian glow;The heel of a priest may tread thee down,And a tyrant work thee woe:But never a truth has been destroyed;They may curse it, and call it crime;Pervert and betray, or slander and slayIts teachers for a time.But the sunshine aye shall light the sky,As round and round we run;And the truth shall ever come uppermost,And justice shall be done.charles mackay
Please keep your hands downAnd stop raising your voiceIt's hardly what I'd be doing if you gave me a choiceIt's a simple suggestion an you give me some timeSo just say yes or noWhy can't you shoulder the blame?'Cause both my shoulders are heavyFrom the weight of us bothYou're a big boy now so let's not talk about growthYou've not heard a single word I have saidOh my godsnow patrol
The way to bliss lies not on beds of down, and he that has no cross deserves no crown.Francis Quarles
While shepherds watched their flocks by night,All seated on the ground,The angel of the Lord came down,And glory shone around.
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