James Thomson
James Thomson
Scottish poet, dramatist, and lyricist known for his poetry collection The Seasons and for the text of the song "Rule, Brittania! His last work, The Castle of Indolence, was published just before his early death.
NationalityScottish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth11 September 1700
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Although the creation of this center is very important, I hope that NIH will ultimately decide to fund additional similar centers across the United States to support this rapidly expanding field,
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This is the first time is has been possible for us to derive new cell lines in completely defined conditions in medium that completely lacks animal products.
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It really does limit what we can do. If the restrictions were removed, we could use these cells much more broadly.
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Forever, Fortune, wilt thou prove/ An unrelenting foe to love;/ And when we meet a mutual heart,/ Come in between and bid us part?
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A lucky chance, that oft decides the fate/ Of mighty monarchs.
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So stands the statue that enchants the world,/ So bending tries to veil the matchless boast,/ The mingled beauties of exulting Greece.
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See, Winter comes to rule the varied year.
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A little, round, fat, oily man of God.
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I think a bishop who doesn't give offence to anyone is probably not a good bishop.
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Rule, Britannia, rule the waves; Britons never will be slaves.
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That which makes people dissatisfied with their condition, is the chimerical idea they form of the happiness of others
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For life is but a dream whose shapes return, some frequently, some seldom, some by night and some by day.
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The world rolls round forever like a mill; it grinds out death and life and good and ill; it has no purpose, heart or mind or will.
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More firm and sure the hand of courage strikes, when it obeys the watchful eye of caution.