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| Journalism | He comes, the herald of a noisy world, With spatter'd boots, strapp'd waist, and frozen locks, News from all nations lumbering at his back. |
| Labor | When admirals extoll'd for standing still, Of doing nothing with a deal of skill. |
| Learning | Here the heart May give a useful lesson to the head, And learning wiser grow without his books. |
| Liberty | 'Tis liberty alone that gives the flower Of fleeting life its lustre and perfume, And we are weeds without it. |
| Liberty | Then liberty, like day, Breaks on the soul, and by a flash from Heaven Fires all the faculties with glorious joy. |
| Linguists | . . . Philologists, who chase A painting syllable through time and space Start it at home, and hunt it in the dark, To Gaul, to Greece, and into Noah's Ark. |
| Loneliness and Solitude | Oh to have a lodge in some vast wilderness. Where rumors of oppression and deceit, of unsuccessful and successful wars may never reach me anymore. |
| Loss | Our wasted oil unprofitably burns, Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns. |
| Loss | For 'tis a truth well known to most, That whatsoever thing is lost, We seek it, ere it comes to light, In every cranny but the right. |
| Loss | Oh, my friend, it's not what they take away from you that counts. It's what you do with what you have left. |
| Memory | What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd! How sweet their memory still! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill. |
| Mercy | Mercy to him that shows it, is the rule. |
| Mind | Absence of occupation is not rest, A mind quite vacant is a mind distress'd. |
| Mind | His mind his kingdom, and his will his law. |
| Mind | How fleet is a glance of the mind! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. |
| Miscellaneous | Visitors are insatiable devourers of time, and fit only for those who, if they did not visit, would do nothing. |
| Misfortune | I was a stricken deer that left the herd Long since. |
| Money | Stamps God's own name upon a lie just made, To turn a penny in the way of trade. |
| Money | I'm living so far beyond my income that we may almost be said to be living apart. |
| Money | The sinews of affairs are cut. |
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