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O marriage! marriage! what a curse is thine, Where hands alone consent and hearts abhor.

Aaron Hill

Man is the circled oak; woman the ivy.
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Circle Ivy Man Men Oak Woman
Let shining Charity adorn your zeal, The noblest impulse generous minds can feel.
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Adorn Charity Feel Mind Shining Zeal
Birth is a shadow. Courage, self-sustained, outlords succession’s phlegm, and needs no ancestors.
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Ancestor Courage Need Phlegm Self Shadow Succession
Youth is ever apt to judge in haste, and lose the medium in the wild extreme.
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Apt Haste Judging Medium Wild Youth
There is no merit where there is no trial; and till experience stamps the mark of strength, cowards may pass for heroes, and faith for falsehood.
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Coward Experience Hero Merit Pass Strength Trial
Courage is poorly housed that dwells in numbers; the lion never counts the herd that are about him, nor weighs how many flocks he has to scatter.
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Courage Dwell Lion Number Poor Weight
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
Law that shocks equity is reason’s murderer.
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Equity Law Murderer Reason Shock
The man who pauses on the paths of treason, Halts on a quicksand, the first step engulfs him.
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First Man Path Pause Step Treason
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
Reason gains all people by compelling none.
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Compelling Gain People Reason
Trust me–with women worth the being won, The softest lover ever best succeeds.
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Lover Me Succeed Trust Women Worth
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
Joys, which we do not know, we do not wish.
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Joy Know Wish
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

O marriage! marriage! what a curse is thine, Where hands alone consent and hearts abhor.

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