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The bright old day now dawns again; the cry runs through the the land, In England there shall be dear bread-in Ireland, sword and brand; And poverty, and ignorance, shall swell the rich and grand, So, rally round the rulers with the gentle iron hand, Of the fine old English Tory days; Hail to the coming time!

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  1. To conceal anything from those to whom I am attached, is not in my nature. I can never close my lips where I have opened my heart.
  2. Wherever religion is resorted to as a strong drink, and as an escape from the dull, monotonous round of home, those of its ministers who pe…
  3. I am quite serious when I say that I do not believe there are, on the whole earth besides, so many intensified bores as in these United Sta…
  4. O let us love our occupations, Bless the squire and his relations, Live upon our daily rations, And always know our proper stations.
  5. La difficulte d'ecrire l'anglais m'est extremement ennuyeuse. Ah, mon Dieu ! si l'on pouvait toujours ecrire cette belle langue de France!
  6. It was a good thing to have a couple of thousand people all rigid and frozen together, in the palm of one's hand.
  7. I have known a vast quantity of nonsense talked about bad men not looking you in the face. Don't trust that conventional idea. Dishonesty w…
  8. Resisting the slow touch of a frozen finger tracing out my spine.

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