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Tea – the cups that cheer but not inebriate.

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Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa around, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn
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Around Cheer Close Fall Fire Shutter Sofa Stir
Grief is itself a medicine.
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Death Grief Itself Medicine Pain
Maintains its hold with such unfailing sway, We feel it e’en in age, and at our latest day.
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Affection Black Dwell Hold Maintain Same Such
All we behold is miracle.
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All Behold Miracle
Reasoning at every step he treads, Man yet mistakes his way, Whilst meaner things, whom instinct leads, Are rarely known to stray.
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Every Mistakes Reasoning Step Tread
I pity them greatly, but I must be mum, for how could we do without sugar and rum?
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Greatly Pity Rum Slavery Sugar
Absence of proof is not proof of absence.
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Absence Inspirational Motivational Proof Suicide
Absence of occupation is not rest; A mind quite vacant is a mind distressed.
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Mind Occupation Quite Relaxation Wisdom
Oh to have a lodge in some vast wilderness. Where rumors of oppression and deceit, of unsuccessful and successful wars may never reach me anymore.
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Lodge Solitude Some Successful War Wilderness
To follow foolish precedents, and wink With both our eyes, is easier than to think.
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Easier Eye Foolish Government Precedent Think Thinking
There is in souls a sympathy with sounds: And as the mind is pitch’d the ear is pleased With melting airs, or martial, brisk or grave; Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch’d within us, and the heart replies.
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Air Brisk Ear Heart Martial Melt Mind Music Pease Pitch Soul Sound Sympathy
Events of all sorts creep or fly exactly as God pleases.
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Creep Event Exactly Please Sort
Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds, Exhilirate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid nature.
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Exhilarate Languid Music Nature Rural Sight Silence Tone
Ye therefore who love mercy, teach your sons to love it, too.
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Love Mercy Son Therefore
I seem forsaken and alone, / I hear the lion roar; / And every door is shut but one, / And that is Mercy’s door.
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Alone Door Every Forsaken Hera Lion Loneliness Mercy One Shut
Spring hangs her infant blossoms on the trees, Rock’d in the cradle of the western breeze.
WILLIAM COWPER

Hand Rock Spring Tree

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