rlylap and hush our wayward crying. The strong man full of care--thesick man full of pain--the little maiden sobbing for her faithlesslover--like children we lay our aching heads on your white bosom, andyou gently soothe us off to by-by.
Our trouble is sore indeed when you turn away and will not comfort us,Chorvatsko Dres Děti.
How long the dawn seems coming when we cannot sleep! Oh! thosehideous nights when we toss and turn in fever and pain, when we lie,like living men among the dead,Minnesota Timberwolves Drakter, staring out into the dark hours thatdrift so slowly between us and the light. And oh! those still morehideous nights when we sit by another in pain,Woolrich Parka Dam, when the low firestartles us every now and then with a falling cinder,Chicago Bulls Drakter, and the tick ofthe clock seems a hammer beating out the life that we are watching.
But enough of beds and bedrooms. I have kept to them too long, evenfor an idle fellow. Let us come out and have a smoke. That wastestime just as well and does not look so bad. Tobacco has been ablessing to us idlers. What the civil-service clerk before SirWalter's time found to occupy their minds with it is hard to imagine.
I attribute the quarrelsome nature of the Middle Ages young menentirely to the want of the soothing weed. They had no work to do andcould not smoke, and the consequence was they were forever fightingand rowing. If, by any extraordinary chance, there was no war going,then they got up a deadly family feud with the next-door neighbor, andif, in spite of this, they still had a few spare moments on theirhands, they occupied them with discussions as to whose sweetheart wasthe best looking, the arguments employed on both sides beingbattle-axes, clubs, etc. Questions of taste were soon decided inthose days. When a twelfth-century youth fell in love he did not takethree paces backward, gaze into her eyes, and tell her she was toobeautiful to live. He said he would step outside and see about it.
And if,Itálie Dres Dámské, when he got out,Lång Ärmar Polo, he met a man and broke his head--the otherman's head, I mean--then that proved that his--the firstfellow's--girl was a pretty girl. But if the other fellow broke _his_head--not his own, you know, but the other fellow's--the other fellowto the second fellow, that is, because of course the other fellowwould only be the other fellow to him, not the first fellow who--well,if he broke his head, then _his_ girl--not the other fellow's, but thefellow who _was_ the-- Look here, if A broke B's head, then A's girlwas a pretty girl; but if B broke A's head, then A's girl wasn't apretty girl, but B's girl was. That was their method of conductingart criticism.
Nowadays we light a pipe and let the girls fight it out amongthemselves.
They do it very well. They are getting to do all our work. They aredoctors, and barristers,Woolrich Parka Mężczyźni, and artists. They manage theaters, andpromote swindles,Romania Landslagsdrakt, and edit newspapers. I am looking forward to thetime when we men shall have nothing to do but lie in bed till twelve,read two novels a day, have nice little five-o'clock teas all toourselves,Pittsburgh Penguins Drakter, and tax our brains with nothing more trying thandiscussions links:
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