BIRTH

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1. When I was born I drew in the common air, and fell upon the earth, which is of like nature, and the first voice which I uttered was crying, as all others do.—Apocrypha: Wisdom of Solomon
   

2. Every night and every morn
   Some to misery are born;
   Every morn and every night
   Some are born to sweet delight.—BLAKE, Proverbs
   

3. Almost in every kingdom the most ancient families have been at first princes' bastards; their worthiest captains, best wits, greatest scholars, bravest spirits in all our annals, have been base (born).ROBERT BURTON, Anatomy of Melancholy

4. He is born naked, and falls a whining at the first.ROBERT BURTON, Anatomy of Melancholy
   

5. Of ancient race by birth, but nobler yet
   In his own worth.—DRYDEN, Absalom & Achitophel
   

6. Man alone at the very moment of his birth, cast naked upon the naked earth, does she abandon to cries and lamentations.—PLINY THE ELDER, Natural History
   

7. Great birth is a very poor dish at table.—Proverb
   

8. Who is well-born? He who is by nature well fitted for virtue.—SENECA, Epistulae ad Lucilium
   

9. A grievous burthen was thy birth to me;
   Tetchy and wayward was thy infancy.—SHAKESPEARE, Richard III
   

10. "Do you know who made you?" "Nobody, as I knows on," said the child, with a short laugh. The idea appeared to amuse her considerably; for her eyes twinkled, and she added—
    
    "I 'spect I growed. Don't think nobody never made me."—HARRIET BEECHER STOWE, Uncle Tom's Cabin
    

11. As some divinely gifted man,
    Whose life in low estate began,
    And on a simple village green;
    Who breaks his birth's invidious bar.—TENNYSON, In Memoriam
    

12. Why is it that we rejoice at a birth and grieve at a funeral? It is because we are not the person involved.—MARK TWAIN, Pudd'nhead Wilson's Calendar

13. Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting;
    The soul that rises with us, our life's star,
    Hath had elsewhere its setting,
    And cometh from afar.—WORDSWORTH, Ode on Intimations of Immortality
    

14. Not in entire forgetfulness,
    And not in utter nakedness,
    But trailing clouds of glory do we come
    From God, who is our home:
    Heaven lies about us in our infancy!—WORDSWORTH, Ode on Intimations of Immortality
    

15. Our birth is nothing but our death begun.—EDWARD YOUNG, Night Thoughts