Author: MIHAIL (---.esoo.ru)
Date: 02-06-06 14:47
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Founding Fathers Quotes
Besides, to lay and collect internal taxes in this extensive country must require a great number of congressional ordinances,
immediately operation upon the body of the people; these must continually interfere with the state laws and thereby produce
disorder and general dissatisfaction till the one system of laws or the other, operating upon the same subjects, shall be
Federal Farmer, Antifederalist Letter, October 10, 1787
Footfalls echo in the memory, down the passage which we did not take, towards the door we never opened Into the
T. S. Eliot
Was it the proud full sail of his great verse,
Bound for the prize of all too precious you,
That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse,
Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew?
Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write,
Above a mortal pitch, that struck me dead?
No, neither he, nor his compeers by night
Giving him aid, my verse astonished.
He, nor that affable familiar ghost
Which nightly gulls him with intelligence,
As victors of my silence cannot boast;
I was not sick of any fear from thence:
But when your countenance fill\'d up his line,
Then lacked I matter; that enfeebled mine.
Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art,
As those whose beauties proudly make them cruel;
For well thou know\'st to my dear doting heart
Thou art the fairest and most precious jewel.
Yet, in good faith, some say that thee behold,
Thy face hath not the power to make love groan;
To say they err I dare not be so bold,
Although I swear it to myself alone.
And to be sure that is not false I swear,
A thousand groans, but thinking on thy face,
One on another\'s neck, do witness bear
Thy black is fairest in my judgment\'s place.
In nothing art thou black save in thy deeds,
And thence this slander, as I think, proceeds.