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It Is More Difficult To Look Upon Victory Than Upon Battle.

A Thousand Fearful Images And Dire Suggestions Glance Along The Mind When It Is Moody And Discontented With Itself. Command Them To Stand And Show Themselves, And You Presently Assert The Power Of Reason Over Imagination.

Sordid Selfishness Doth Contract And Narrow Our Benevolence, And Cause Us, Like Serpents, To Infold Ourselves Within Ourselves, And To Turn Out Our Stings To The Entire World Besides.

And Better Had They Ne'er Been Born, Who Read To Doubt, Or Read To Scorn.

My Foot Is On My Native Heath, And My Name Is Macgregor.