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Fame,--a flower upon a dead man's heart. - [Fame] The study of proverbs may be more instructive and comprehensive than the most elaborate scheme of philosophy. - [Proverbs (General)] What is glory? what is fame? The echo of a long-lost name; A breath, an idle hour's brief talk; The shadow of an arrant naught; A flower that blossoms for a day, Dying next morrow; A stream that hurries on its way, Singing of sorrow. - [Glory] I've wandered east, I've wandered west, I've borne a weary lot; But in my wanderings far or near Ye never were forgot. The fount that first burst frae this heart Still travels on its way And channels deeper at it rins The luve o' life's young day. - Jeanie Morrison [Love] In the gloamin' o' the wood The throssil whusslit sweet. - Jeanie Morrison [Thrushes] O dear, dear Jeanie Morrison, The thochts o' bygane years Still fling their shadows ower my path, And blind my een wi' tears. - Jeanie Morrison [Tears] And we, with Nature's heart in tune, Concerted harmonies. - Jeannie Morrison [Nature] Kiss--kiss-thou hast won me, Bright, beautiful sin. - The Demon Lady [Kisses]
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