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Keep your chin up [13] Keep your friends close and your enemies closer; Keep your powder dry (Valentine Blacker, 1834 from Oliver's Advice) [14] Kill the chicken to scare the monkey; Kill the goose that lays the golden egg(s) Kill two birds with one stone. Kindness in words creates confidence. Kindness in thinking creates profoundness.
An alternative of 'turn one's toes up to the daisies' (see 'push up daisies' above.) Unalive (also un-alive) To die, or to kill Euphemistic slang A euphemism that developed in slang on social media, particularly TikTok, to avoid censorship of the words "kill" and "die." Unsubscribe from life To die Euphemistic: 21st century slang Up and die
Sonnet 75 is an English or Shakespearean sonnet.The English sonnet has three quatrains, followed by a final rhyming couplet.It follows the typical rhyme scheme of the ...
"You've Got to Hide Your Love Away" is a song by the English rock band the Beatles. It was written and sung by John Lennon (though credited to Lennon–McCartney ) and released on the album Help! in August 1965.
An elderly woman and her daughter sit quietly on their porch at sunset when Mr. Shiftlet comes walking up the road to their farm. Through carefully selected details, O'Connor reveals that the girl is deaf and mute, that the old woman views Shiftlet as 'a tramp,' and that Shiftlet himself wears a "left coat sleeve that was folded up to show there was only half an arm in it."
Sonnet 147 is an English or Shakespearean sonnet.The English sonnet has three quatrains, followed by a final rhyming couplet.It follows the typical rhyme scheme of the form abab cdcd efef gg and is composed in iambic pentameter, a type of poetic metre based on five pairs of metrically weak/strong syllabic positions.
The thing that I love about my job so much is that a costume can work as an assist to an actor to help them kind of get there, to be a "beam me up" suit to help feel what it's like to embody the ...
The bounteous largess given thee to give? Profitless usurer, why dost thou use So great a sum of sums, yet canst not live? For having traffic with thyself alone, Thou of thyself thy sweet self dost deceive. Then how, when nature calls thee to be gone, What acceptable audit canst thou leave? Thy unus’d beauty must be tomb’d with thee,