It is the mind that maketh good of ill, that maketh wretch or happy, rich or poor.
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It is the mind that maketh good or ill, that maketh wretch or happy, rich or poor.
quote by Edmund Spenser
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It is the mind that maketh good or ill, That maketh wretch or happy, rich or poor.
quote by Michel de Montaigne
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There is that maketh himself rich, yet hath nothing there is that maketh himself poor, yet hath great riches.
He becometh poor that dealeth with a slack hand but the hand of the diligent maketh rich.
Ballade Of Worldly Wealth
Money taketh town and wall,
Fort and ramp without a blow;
Money moves the merchants all,
While the tides shall ebb and flow;
Money maketh Evil show
Like the Good, and Truth like lies:
These alone can ne'er bestow
Youth, and health, and Paradise.
Money maketh festival,
Wine she buys, and beds can strow;
Round the necks of captains tall,
Money wins them chains to throw,
Marches soldiers to and fro,
Gaineth ladies with sweet eyes:
These alone can ne'er bestow
Youth, and health, and Paradise.
Money wins the priest his stall;
Money mitres buys, I trow,
Red hats for the Cardinal,
Abbeys for the novice low;
Money maketh sin as snow,
Place of penitence supplies:
These alone can ne'er bestow
Youth, and health, and Paradise.
poem by Andrew Lang
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He that maketh haste to be rich shall not be innocent.
A hard beginning maketh a good ending.
quote by John Heywood
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A Song [Love Maketh Its Own Summer Time]
Love maketh its own summer time,
'Tis June, Love, when we are together,
And little I care for the frost in the air,
For the heart makes its own summer weather.
Love maketh its own winter time,
And though the hills blossom with heather,
If you are not near, 'tis December, my dear,
For the heart makes its own winter weather.
poem by Virna Sheard
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The Convivial Book - Ye've Often, For Our Drunkenness,
Blamed us in ev'ry way,
And, in abuse of drunkenness,
Enough can never say.
Men, overcome by drunkenness,
Are wont to lie till day;
And yet I find my drunkenness
All night-time make me stray;
For, oh! 'tis Love's sweet drunkenness
That maketh me its prey,
Which night and day, and day and night,
My heart must needs obey,--
A heart that, in its drunkenness,
Pours forth full many a lay,
So that no trifling drunkenness
Can dare assert its sway.
Love, song, and wine's sweet drunkenness,
By night-time and by day,--
How god-like is the drunkenness
That maketh me its prey!
poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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Not Rich In Money
I may not be rich in money but I'm rich of happiness
I don't care about money
Why?
Money can't buy everything, especially feelings
Money can't last forever
I'm happy even though I'm not rich
I have a good life, I have wonderful friends and families, and most of all: I am loved and cared
Being loved and cared is far better than having money
What will you choose?
Money or friendship and love?
I am grateful for all the things God gave me
Money doesn't matter
So what if you have a lot of money
But do you feel happy?
Being happy is more important than money
Why?
Because if you're not happy... it's hard to heal unhappiness as time goes by
I am happy as long as my family and friends care about me
I am happy to have such wonderful friends and family that supports me everyday
I am happy
Even if I'm poor... but I'm happy because my family and friends fill my heart with laughters, jokes, and smile in which all the burdens and stress flows away like the wind
Being poor is good though
You see poor people that are happy
Because they have each other
You can do anything with each other and do anything together
I am thankful God...
Thank you forgiving me such a wonderful life with the best friends and family in the world
Thank you for making me feel happiness everyday
Thank you God, for supoorting me, my family, and my friends
Thank you God, for protecting everybody in this world. Even you.
Manners maketh man.
quote by William of Wykeham
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Our erected wit maketh us to know what perfection is.
quote by Philip Sidney
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Fine Garments Clothe
We arise transported
fresh from warm
cleansing waters
of restorative bathing,
reluctant to leave
sweet fragrance
of scented waters.
To attend application,
of that first tentative
layer, of an expensive
pleasing perfume.
It raises our spirits,
from mire of depression.
Preparation for challenge
in oncoming day.
Raises recurrent mondayitis
spirits, from mire of Monday.
Leaving behind sanctuary
comfort of found
cave like refuge
seclusion carved out
from threatening
encroaching
competitive world.
We stand forth
early or late from dawn,
to face the world
with purpose,
in predetermined day.
Our duty performed
so exploitative society
may creak groan,
under the strain
of this a new day.
We proceed to apply,
the first tentative
layer, of our
pleasing perfume.
As we apply ourselves
to applications needed,
to face our challenges
as challenges are greeted.
With this our new found
borrowed freshness of mind.
Fine clothing maketh the man
acceptable in society,
desired of conversation
with a richness, of companionship.
Practical clothing maketh him
suitable to appointed station.
Clothes single man out like a brand.
But clothing does not maketh the man.
Merely an aid if wisely rich used
fine clothes do not a man make.
The effect of fine garments, cloth
selected cut sized, the fine tailored suit.
May lift dismal downcast spirit
pleasant pacifying appraising eye.
We are happy and at ease
sealed beneath protective comfort,
of clothed status presence.
Basking within praise clothed
impressions earned for us.
Sunning ourselves upon heights
clothes exhibited carried us to.
Our appearance our words
our actions exemplified so rarely
are actions greater than ourselves.
Rarely does conduct raise
above aspirations ardently achieved.
Only through carelessness
beneath us does conduct forfeited fall.
Due to lack of earnest applied effort,
focused strength, or inconsistent endurance.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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He who revealeth his secret maketh himself a slave.
A merry heart maketh a cheerful countenance.
quote by King Solomon
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