Robert Blair Quotes

#1. Its visits, like those of angels, short, and far between.

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#2. Our time is fixed, and all our days are number'd;
How long, how short, we know not: - this we know,
Duty requires we calmly wait the summons,
Nor dare to stir till Heaven shall give permission.

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#3. Throughout the whole vegetable, sensible, and rational world, whatever makes progress towards maturity, as soon as it has passed that point, begins to verge towards decay.

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#4. Affectation is certain deformity; by forming themselves on fantastic models, the young begin with being ridiculous, and often end in being vicious.

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#5. The grave, dread thing! Men shiver when thou'rt named: Nature appalled, Shakes off her wonted firmness.

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#6. When it draws near to witching time of night.

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#7. Of joys departed, not to return, how painful the remembrance.

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#8. Beauty! thou pretty plaything! dear deceit, That steals so softly o'er the stripling's heart, And gives it a new pulse unknown before!

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#9. Friendship! Mysterious cement of the soul, Sweet'ner of life, and solder of society.

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#10. Whistling aloud to bear his courage up.

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#11. The best-concerted schemes men lay for fame, Die fast away: only themselves die faster. The far-fam'd sculptor, and the laurell'd bard, Those bold insurancers of deathless fame, Supply their little feeble aids in vain.

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#12. The common damn'd shun their society.

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#13. But if there be an hereafter,And that there is, conscience, uninfluenc'dAnd suffer'd to speak out, tells every man,Then must it be an awful thing to die;More horrid yet to die by one's own hand.

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#14. How shocking must thy summons be, O death, to him that is at ease in his possessions! who, counting on long years of pleasure here, is quite unfurnished for the world to come.

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#15. How blunt are all the arrows of thy quiver in comparison with those of guilt.

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#16. Action, so to speak, is the genius of nature.

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#17. The tap'ring pyramid, the Egyptian's pride, And wonder of the world, whose spiky top Has wounded the thick cloud.

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