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Law that shocks equity is reason’s murderer.

Aaron Hill

Oh, treacherous night thou lendest thy ready veil to every treason, and teeming mischief’s beneath thy shade.
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Mischief Night Shade Thou Treacherous Veil
Art, however innocent, looks like deceiving.
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Art Deceiving Innocent Look
Order, thou eye of action.
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Action Eye Order
Let shining Charity adorn your zeal, The noblest impulse generous minds can feel.
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Adorn Charity Feel Mind Shining Zeal
When Christ at Cana’s feast by pow’r divine, Inspir’d cold water, with the warmth of wine, See! cry’d they while, in red’ning tide, it gush’d, The bashful stream hath seen its God and blush’d.
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Cana Christ Cold Divine Feast Red Water Wine
The man with but one idea in his head is sure to exaggerate that to top-heaviness, and thus he loses his equilibrium.
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Exaggerate Head Idea Man Sure
Shun fear, it is the ague of the soul! a passion man created for himself–for sure that cramp of nature could not dwell in the warm realms of glory.
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Ague Created Fear Men Nature Passion Shun Soul
Customs form us all, our thoughts, our morals, our most fixed beliefs; are consequences of our place of birth.
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Belief Birth Consequence Moral Place
Shame on those breasts of stone that cannot melt in soft adoption of another’s sorrow.
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Adoption Breast Melt Shame Soft Sorrow Stone Tear
Man is the circled oak; woman the ivy.
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Circle Ivy Man Men Oak Woman
O marriage! marriage! what a curse is thine, Where hands alone consent and hearts abhor.
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Alone Curse Hand Heart Marriage Matrimony Thine
She who means no mischief does it all.
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All Doe Mean Mischief She
Let never man be bold enough to say, Thus, and no farther shall my passion stray: The first crime, past, compels us into more, And guilt grows fate, that was but choice, before.
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Bold Complex Fate First Life Passion Say Shall
Deceit is the false road to happiness; and all the joys we travel through to vice, like fairy banquets, vanish when we touch them.
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Deceit Deception False Happiness Joy Road Touch Vice
Mischief and malice grow on the same branch of the tree of evil.
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Branche Evil Grow Malice Tree
Union of hearts, not hands, does a marriage make, and sympathy of mind keeps love awake.
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Awake Hands Heart Mind Sympathy Union

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