Look you, Doubloon, your zodiac here is the life of man in one round chapter. To begin: there's Aries, or the Ram -- lecherous dog, he begets us; then, Taurus, or the Bull -- he bumps us the first thing; then Gemini, or the Twins -- that is, Virtue and Vice; we try to reach Virtue, when lo! comes Cancer the Crab, and drags us back; and here, going from Virtue, Leo, a roaring Lion, lies in the path -- he gives a few fierce bites and surly dabs with his paw; we escape, and hail Virgo, the virgin! that's our first love; we marry and think to be happy for aye, when pop comes Libra, or the Scales -- happiness weighed and found wanting; and while we are very sad about that, Lord! how we suddenly jump, as Scorpio, or the Scorpion, stings us in rear; we are curing the wound, when come the arrows all round; Sagittarius, or the Archer, is amusing himself. As we pluck out the shafts, stand aside! here's the battering-ram, Capricornus, or the Goat; full tilt, he comes rushing, and headlong we are tossed; when Aquarius, or the Waterbearer, pours out his whole deluge and drowns us; and, to wind up, with Pisces, or the Fishes, we sleep.
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Beware the dead. And hail them. They teach you drunkenness. You have your own place to drink. Hail and beware them, when they come.
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Hail them, and fall off. Fall off! The drink is not yours, it is not yours! You do not come...
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The bright old day now dawns again; the cry runs through the land, in England there shall be dear bread -- in Ireland, sword and brand; and poverty, and ignorance, shall swell the rich and grand, so rally round the rulers with the gentle iron hand, of the fine old English Tory days; hail to the coming time!
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I once told Nixon that the Presidency is like being a jackass caught in a hail storm. You've got to just stand there and take it.
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The stream of human knowledge is impartially heading towards a non-mechanical reality. The universe begins to look more like a great thought than a great machine. Mind no longer appears to be an accidental intruder into the realm of matter. We are beginning to suspect that we ought rather to hail it as the creator and governor of this realm.
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Hail, Columbia! happy land! Hail, ye heroes! heaven-born band!...
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Hail wedded love, mysterious law, true source Of human offspring, sole propriety,...
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All hail! the pow'r of Jesus' Name; Let angels prostrate fall; Bring forth the Royal Diadem, To crown Him Lord of all.
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You can't run the Church on Hail Marys.
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Our nada who art in nada, nada be thy name thy kingdom nada thy will be nada in nada as it is in nada. Give us this nada our daily nada and nada us our nada as we nada our nadas and nada us not into nada but deliver us from nada; pues nada. Hail nothing full of nothing, nothing is with thee.
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Hail to you gods, on that day of the great reckoning. Behold me, I have come to you, without sin, without guilt, without evil, without a witness against me, without one whom I have wronged. I am one pure of mouth, pure of hands.
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The Pledge of Allegiance does not end with Hail Satan
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Then hail! thou noble conqueror! That, when tyranny oppressed, hewed for our fathers from the wild. A land wherein to rest.
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Luke 1:28:
The angel went to her and said, 'Greetings, you who are highly favored! The Lord is with you.'
(NIV)
And he came to her and said, Hail, O favored one [endued with grace]! The Lord is with you! Blessed (favored of God) are you before all other women!
(AMP)
And the angel came in unto her, and said, Hail, thou that art highly favoured, the Lord is with thee: blessed art thou among women.
(KJV)
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My gracious silence, hail! Wouldst thou have laughed had I come coffined home, That weep'st to see me triumph?
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When asked about his favorite song, I think 'Hail to the Chief' has a nice ring to it.
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I think 'Hail to the Chief' has a nice ring to it.
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