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| There is an hour wherein a man might be happy all his life, could he find it |
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| There would be no great men if there were no little ones. |
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| There would be no great ones if there were no little ones |
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| Thou that hast giv'n so much to me, Give one thing more, a grateful heart |
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| Throw away thy rod, throw away thy wrath; O my God, take the gentle path. |
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| Time is the rider that breaks youth. |
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| To write a verse or two is all the praise That I can raise |
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| Virtue and a Trade are the best portion for Children |
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| War makes thieves and peace hangs them. |
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| When a friend asks there is no tomorrow |
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| Who says that fictions only and false hair / Become a verse? Is there in truth no beauty? / Is all good structure in a winding stair? |
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| Wit's an unruly engine, wildly striking/ Sometimes a friend, sometimes the engineer. |
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| Words are women, deeds are men |
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| `You must sit down,' says Love, `and taste my meat.' / So I did sit and eat. |
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