To complain that life has no joys while there is a single creature whom we can relieve by our bounty assist by our counsels or enliven by our presence is to lament the loss of that which we possess and is just as rational as to die of thirst with the cup in our hands.
— Thomas Fitzosborne
To complain that life has no joys while there is a single creature whom we can relieve by our bounty assist by our counsels or enliven by our presence is to lament the loss of that which we possess and is just as rational as to die of thirst with the cup in our hands.
— Thomas Fitzosborne
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