Posted by: Cheope
in Quotes & Aphorisms (Wisdom)
For man is man and master of his fate.
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For man is man and master of his fate.
That bright and fierce and fickle is the South,
And dark and true and tender is the North.
And while I walked and talked as heretofore, I seemed to move among a world of ghosts, and feel myself the shadow of a dream.
Faultily faultless, icily regular, splendidly null, dead perfection, no more.
Cleave ever to the sunnier side of doubt.
Better fifty years of Europe than a cycle of Cathay.
The same Gods may not revoke their gifts.
My good blade carves the casques of men,
My tough lance thrusteth sure,
My strength is as the strength of ten,
Because my heart is pure.
I am heir to all eras, in time's first ranks.
Well, Gosse, would you like to know what I think of Churton Collins? I think he's a Louse on the Locks of Literature.