But I'm dying now and done for, What on earth was all the fun for? I am ill and old and terrified and tight.
Love workethno ill tohisneighbour: therefore love isthe fulfilling of the law.
OThou that in the heavens does dwell! Wha, as it pleases best Thysel, Sends ane to heaven, an'ten to hell, A'forThy glory, And no for ony gude or ill They've done beforeThee!
Ill is the weather that bringeth no gain.
When you're my age, you just never risk being ill because then everyone says: Oh, he's done for.
Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey Where wealth accumulates and men decay: Princes and lords may flourish or may fade; A breath can make them, as a breath has made; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
The worst thing is that we live in a contaminated moral environment.We fell morally ill because we became used to saying something different from what we thought.
The greatest offence against virtue is to speak ill of it.
The ill design is most ill for the designer.
Mother needs something today to calm her down, And though she's not really ill, There's a little yellow pill: She goes running for the shelter Of a mother's little helper, And it helps her on her way, Gets her through her busy day.
Idonot caretospeak ill of any man behind his back, but I believe the gentleman is an attorney.
'Tis true, I'm broke! Vows, oaths, and all I had Of credit lost. And I am now run mad, Or do upon my self some desperate ill; This sadness makes no approaches, but to kill.
If Margaret Thatcher wins onThursday, I warn you not to be ordinary,I warnyou not to be young,I warnyou not to fall ill, I warn you not to get old.
The cure for this ill is not to sit still, Or frowst with a book by the fire; But to take a large hoe and a shovel also, And dig till you gently perspire.
I am only half there when I am ill, and so there is only half a man to suffer. To suffer in one's whole self is so great a violation, that it is not to be endured.
To be weak is miserable Doing or suffering, but of this be sure, To do aught good never will be our task, But ever to do ill our sole delight.
The Lord's my shepherd, I'll not want. He makes me down to lie In pastures green: he leadeth me the quiet waters by. My soul he doth restore again: and me to walk doth make Within the paths of righteousness, ev'n for his own name's sake. Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, yet will I fear no ill: For thou art with me; and thy rod and staff me comfort still.
The British Bourgeosie Is not born And does not die, But, if it is ill, It has a frightened look in its eyes.
The sailing pine, the cedar proud and tall, The vine-prop elm, the poplar never dry, The builder oak, sole king of forests all, The aspen good for staves, the cypress funeral. The laurel, meed of mighty conquerors And poets sage, the fir that weepeth still, The willow worn of forlorn paramours, The ewe obedient to the benders will, The birch for shafts, the sallow for the mill, The myrrh sweet bleeding in the bitter wound, The warlike beech, the ash for nothing ill, The fruitful olive, and the platan round, The carver holme, the maple seldom inward sound.
Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail?
And most of all would I flee from the cruel madness of love, The honey of poison-flowers and all the measureless ill.
It is better to fight for the good, than to rail at the ill; I have felt with my native land, I am one with my kind, I embrace the purpose of God, and the doom assigned.
We are all ill: but even a universal sickness implies an idea of health.
Fy! madam, do you think me so ill bred as to love a husband?
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