Always mistrust a subordinate who never finds fault with his superior.
William Collins
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Beloved, till life can charm no more; And mourned, till Pity's self be dead.
William Collins
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By fairy hands their knell is rung; By forms unseen their dirge is sung.
William Collins
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How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest!
William Collins
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I think humor is a very serious thing. I use it as a way of weakening the reader's defenses so that I can more easily take him to something more.
William Collins