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Nay, in death’s hand, the grape-stone proves As strong as thunder is in Jove’s.

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Begin, be bold, and venture to be wise, He who defers this work from day to day, Does on a river’s bank expecting stay
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Why dost thou build up stately rooms on high, Thou who art under ground to lie? Thou sow’st and plantest, but no fruit must see, For death, alas! is reaping thee.
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Build Fruit Ground m Strategy Plantest Under
Thus would I double my life’s fading space;For he that runs it well, runs twice his race.
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Life for delays and doubts no time does give, None ever yet made haste enough to live.
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Build yourself a book-nest to forget the world without.
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Book Build Forget Nest World
Neither the praise nor the blame is our own.
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Appreciation Blame Own Praise
This only grant me, that my means may lie, too low for envy, for contempt to high.
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Contempt Envy Grant High Lying Mean
Let’s banish business, banish sorrow; To the gods belong to-morrow.
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Banish Belong Business God Morrow Sorrow
There have been fewer friends on earth than kings.
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Ah, yet, e’er I descend to th’ grave, May I a small House and a large Garden have. And a few Friends, and many Books both true
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Lukewarmness I account a sin, as great in love as in religion.
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The Sunflow’r, thinking ’twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t’ excuse the blame
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Blame Excuse Made Nap Shame Sleep Strove Sunflow Thinking
Why to mute fish should’st thou thyself discoverAnd not to me, thy no less silent lover?
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Discover Less Lover Mute Silent Thyself
And I myself a Catholic will be, So far at least, great saint, to pray to thee. Hail, Bard triumphant! and some care bestow On us, the Poets militant below.
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Nothing so soon the drooping spirits can raise As praises from the men, whom all men praise.
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The present is all the ready money Fate can give.
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It was not sleep that made him nod, he said, But too great weight and largeness of his head.
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Head Largeness Made Sleep Wight
Fill all the Glasses there; for why Should every Creature Drink but I? Why, Man of Morals, tell me why?
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All this world’s noise appears to me a dull, ill-acted comedy!
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Gold begets in brethren hate; Gold in families debate; Gold does friendship separate; Gold does civil wars create.
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Who that has reason, and his smell, Would not among roses and jasmin dwell?
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Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
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This a scene of changes, and to be constant in Nature were inconstancy.
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Our yesterday’s to-morrow now is gone, And still a new to-morrow does come on. We by to-morrow draw out all our store, Till the exhausted well can yield no more.
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Doe Draw Gone Morrow New Store Yesterday Yield
The liberty of a private man, in being master of his own time and actions, as far as may consist with the laws of God and of his country.
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Action God Governed Law Life Made Man Own Private Time
May I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, And many books, both true.
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Fill the bowl with rosy wine, around our temples roses twine, And let us cheerfully awhile, like wine and roses, smile.
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