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There is nothing more foolish than a foolish laugh.

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For the godly poet must be chaste himself, but there is no need for his verses to be so.
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Chaste God Himself Poem Poet
So a maiden, whilst she remains untouched, so long is she dear to her own; when she has lost her chaste flower with sullied body, she remains neither lovely to boys nor dear to girls.
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Chaste Herself Lost Maid Sex Women
I can imagine no greater misfortune for a cultured people than to see in the hands of the rulers not only the civil, but also the religious power.
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Civil Culture Greatness Imagination Misfortune People Power Religious Ruler
Every one has his faults: but we do not see the wallet on our own backs.
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Back Condition Constant Faults Help Hope Motivational One Liner Time Wallet
I hate and love. And why, perhaps you’ll ask. I don’t know: but I feel, and I’m tormented.
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Feeling Hate Known Love Myself Torment
My lady’s sparrow is dead, the sparrow which was my lady’s delight
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Animal Bird Death Delight Myself Women
I hate and I love, and who can tell me why?
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Hate Love Myself
I write of youth, of love, and have access by these to sing of cleanly wantonness.
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Access Clean Love Myself Sing Writing Youth
To whom do I give my new elegant little book? Cui dono lepidum novum libellum?
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Book Little Myself One Liner
My mind’s sunk so low, Claudia, because of you, wrecked itself on your account so bad already, that I couldn’t like you if you were the best of women, -or stop loving you, no matter what you do.
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Love Low Mindset Stop Women Wreck Yourself
Stop wishing to merit anyone’s gratitude or thinking that anyone can become grateful.
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Gratitude Oneself Stop Thinking
I hate and love. You ask, perhaps, how can that be? I know not, but I feel the agony.
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Agony Feeling Hate Love Myself
What women say to lovers, you’ll agree, One writes on running water or on air.
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Lover Myself Running Water Women Writing
But you shall not escape my iambics.
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Escape Yourself
Now Spring restores the balmy heat, now Zephyr’s sweet breezes calm the rage of the equinoctial sky.
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Calm Heat Rage Restore Sky Spring
Better a sparrow, living or dead, than no birdsong at all.
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Better Death Gratitude Live Worth

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