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| All constraint, / Except what wisdom lays on evil men, / Is evil. |
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| All thy threads with magic art / Have wound themselves about this heart. |
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All zeal for a reform, that gives offence
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| An honest man, close-buttoned to the chin,/ Broadcloth without, and a warm heart within. |
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| An idler is a watch that wants both hands, As useless if it goes as if it stands |
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| And diff'ring judgments serve but to declare that truth lies somewhere, if we knew but where |
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| And up he got, in haste to ride, / But soon came down again. |
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| And, of all lies (be that one poet's boast) / The lie that flatters I abhor the most. |
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| As a priest, / A piece of mere church furniture at best. |
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| Away went Gilpin, neck or naught, / Away went hat and wig! |
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| Behind a frowning providence / He hides a smiling face. |
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