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