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That is, die so that the people should arise to life again. And let thousands die in order that hosts of people all over the earth may arise to life again. That's it! It's easy to die--but let the people rise to life again! That's a different thing! Let them rise up in rebellion!" The mother brought in the samovar Louis Vuitton UK Sale, looking askance at Rybin.
She liked to discuss people better than books or politics or principles, although she never shrank from these. But it was what she said about human beings that kept her interlocutors hanging on her lips. She made extraordinarily searching strictures on persons, without malice, but without nonsense of any kind.
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Throned as he was by Right Divine-- (What Lawyers call _Jure Divino_, Meaning a right to yours, and mine, And everybody's goods and rhino,) Of course, his faithful subjects' purses, Were ready with their aids and succours; Nothing was seen but pension'd Nurses, And the land groan'd with bibs and tuckers. Oh! had there been a Hume or Bennet, Then sitting in the Thibet Senate, Ye Gods, what room for long debates Upon the Nursery Estimates! What cutting down of swaddling-clothes And pin-a-fores, in nightly battles! What calls for papers to expose The waste of sugar-plums and rattles! But no--If Thibet _had_ M.P.'s, They were far better bred than these; Nor gave the slightest opposition, During the Monarch's whole dentition. But short this calm:--for, just when he Had reach'd th' alarming age of three, When Royal natures, and, no doubt, Those of _all_ noble beasts break out-- The Lama, who till then was quiet , Show'd symptoms of a taste for riot; And, ripe for mischief, early, late, Without regard for Church or State, Made free with whosoe'er came nigh; Tweak'd the Lord Chancellor by the nose, Turn'd all the Judges' wigs awry, And trod on the old Generals' toes: Pelted the Bishops with hot buns, Rode cockhorse on the City maces, And shot from little devilish guns, Hard peas into his subjects' faces. |
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