More quotes by Douglas William Jerrold
The life of the husbandman,—a life fed by the bounty of earth and sweetened by the airs of heaven.
Earth is here so kind, that just tickle her with a hoe and she laughs with a harvest.
As for the brandy, "nothing extenuate;" and the water, put nought in it malice.
Some people are so fond of ill-luck that they run half-way to meet it.
The surest way to hit a woman’s heart is to take aim kneeling.
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A generation which ignores history has no past —and no future.
Nothing is there to come, and nothing past,
But an eternal now does always last.
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