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You complain, friend Swift, of the length of my epigrams, but you yourself write nothing. Yours are shorter.

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Believing hear, what you deserve to hear: Your birthday as my own to me is dear. But yours gives most; for mine did only lend Me to the world; yours gave to me a friend.
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Believe Deserve Myself World
Virtue extends our days: he lives two lives who relives his past with pleasure.
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Day Himself Past Pleasure Virtue
You’re obstinate, pliant, merry, morose, all at once. For me there’s no living with you, or without you.
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Absence Love Myself Togetherness Yourself
Your seventh wife, Phileros, is now being buried in your field. No man’s field brings him greater profit than yours, Phileros.
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Bury Death Profit Wife Yourself
The shameless Chloe placed on the tombs of her seven husbands the inscription, “The work of Chloe.” How could she have expressed herself more plainly?
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Expression Inscription Place Shame
If you have any shame, forbear to pluck the beard of a dead lion.
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Death Shame Yourself
The flaw which is hidden is deemed greater than it is.
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Flaw Greatness Hide
You ask what a nice girl will do? She won’t give an inch, but she won’t say no.
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Herself Woman
The bee is enclosed, and shines preserved in amber, so that it seems enshrined in its own nectar.
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Nectar Preserve Shine Shrine
No man is quick enough to enjoy life.
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Enough Life Man Quick
To have nothing is not poverty.
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One Liner Poverty
Red-haired, black-lipped, club-footed, and blink-eyed; if you’re a good man, you’re a wonder!
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Goodness Man Yourself
I have granted you much that you asked: and yet you never cease to ask of me. He who refuses nothing, Atticilla, will soon have nothing to refuse.
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Gratitude Greedy Myself Refusal
Spare the person but lash the vice.
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One Liner Person Vice
Every bird that upwards swings Bears the Cross upon its wings.
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Animal Bird Wings
A good man doubles the length of his existence; to have lived so as to look back with pleasure on our past existence is to live twice.
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Doubt Existence Goodness Live Man

You complain, friend Swift, of the length of my epigrams, but you yourself write nothing. Yours are shorter.

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You complain, friend Swift, of the length of my epigrams, but you yourself write nothing. Yours are shorter.

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