No pent up Utica contracts your powers,
But the whole boundless continent is yours.
J. M. Sewall. Epilogue to Cato, 1778.
And thereby hangs a tale.
Shakspeare. As You Like It.
And man the hermit sighed till woman smiled.
Campbell. Pleasures of Hope.
No pent up Utica contracts your powers,
But the whole boundless continent is yours.
J. M. Sewall. Epilogue to Cato, 1778.
And thereby hangs a tale.
Shakspeare. As You Like It.
And man the hermit sighed till woman smiled.
Campbell. Pleasures of Hope.