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Who lets slip fortune, her shall never find: Occasion once past by, is bald behind.

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Water and air He for the Tenor chose, Earth made the Base, the Treble Fame arose,
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Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
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I confess I love littleness almost in all things. A little convenient estate, a little cheerful house, a little company, and a little feast.
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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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As for being much known by sight, and pointed out, I cannot comprehend the honor that lies withal; whatsoever it be, every mountebank has it more than the best doctor.
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This a scene of changes, and to be constant in Nature were inconstancy.
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The world’s a scene of changes.
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Nature waits upon thee still, And thy verdant cup does fill; ‘Tis fill’d wherever thou dost tread, Nature’s self’s thy Ganymede.
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Acquaintance I would have, but when it depends; not on number, but the choice of friends.
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When Harvey’s violent passion she did see, Began to tremble and to flee; Took sanctuary, like Daphne, in a tree
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To-day is ours; what do we fear? To-day is ours; we have it here. Let’s treat it kindly, that it may Wish, at least, with us to stay.
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Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day, But night itself does the rich gem betray.
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Thus would I double my life’s fading space;For he that runs it well, runs twice his race.
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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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Hope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
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Who lets slip fortune, her shall never find: Occasion once past by, is bald behind.
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