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Man is the circled oak; woman the ivy.

Aaron Hill

Order, thou eye of action.
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Action Eye Order
Oh, treacherous night thou lendest thy ready veil to every treason, and teeming mischief’s beneath thy shade.
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Mischief Night Shade Thou Treacherous Veil
Trust me–with women worth the being won, The softest lover ever best succeeds.
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Lover Me Succeed Trust Women Worth
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
O marriage! marriage! what a curse is thine, Where hands alone consent and hearts abhor.
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Alone Curse Hand Heart Marriage Matrimony Thine
Shame on those breasts of stone that cannot melt in soft adoption of another’s sorrow.
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Adoption Breast Melt Shame Soft Sorrow Stone Tear
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
Art, however innocent, looks like deceiving.
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Art Deceiving Innocent Look
Let shining Charity adorn your zeal, The noblest impulse generous minds can feel.
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Adorn Charity Feel Mind Shining Zeal
Shun fear, it is the ague of the soul! a passion man created for himself–for sure that cramp of nature could not dwell in the warm realms of glory.
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Ague Created Fear Men Nature Passion Shun Soul
Let never man be bold enough to say, Thus, and no farther shall my passion stray: The first crime, past, compels us into more, And guilt grows fate, that was but choice, before.
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Bold Complex Fate First Life Passion Say Shall
Law that shocks equity is reason’s murderer.
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Equity Law Murderer Reason Shock
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
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
Mischief and malice grow on the same branch of the tree of evil.
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Branche Evil Grow Malice Tree
Servile doubt argues an impotence of mind, that says we fear because we dare not meet misfortunes.
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Arguing Doubt Meet Mind Misfortune Servile

Man is the circled oak; woman the ivy.

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