Christ! What are patterns for? Votes: 3
My! ain't men blinder'n moles? Votes: 2
Let us be of cheer, remembering that the misfortunes hardest to bear are those which never come Votes: 1
Let us be of cheer, remembering that the misfortunes hardest to bear are those which never come. Votes: 0
Youth condemns; maturity condones. Votes: 0
Oh! To be a butterfly Still, upon a flower, Winking with its painted wings, Happy in the hour. Votes: 0
All recurring joy is pain refined. Votes: 0
In my stiff, brocaded gown. With my powdered hair and jeweled fan, I too am a rare Pattern. Votes: 0
Even pain pricks to livelier living. Votes: 0
Youth condemns; maturity condones Votes: 0