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Man is the circled oak; woman the ivy.

Aaron Hill

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
Art, however innocent, looks like deceiving.
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Art Deceiving Innocent Look
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
Courage is poorly housed that dwells in numbers; the lion never counts the herd that are about him, nor weighs how many flocks he has to scatter.
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Courage Dwell Lion Number Poor Weight
Law that shocks equity is reason’s murderer.
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Equity Law Murderer Reason Shock
The man with but one idea in his head is sure to exaggerate that to top-heaviness, and thus he loses his equilibrium.
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Exaggerate Head Idea Man Sure
Let shining Charity adorn your zeal, The noblest impulse generous minds can feel.
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Adorn Charity Feel Mind Shining Zeal
Union of hearts, not hands, does a marriage make, and sympathy of mind keeps love awake.
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Awake Hands Heart Mind Sympathy Union
Reason gains all people by compelling none.
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Compelling Gain People Reason
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
Hide not thy tears; weep boldly, and be proud to give the flowing virtue manly way; it is nature’s mark to know an honest heart by.
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Flowing Giving Heart Nature Proud Tear Virtue
Order, thou eye of action.
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Action Eye Order
She who means no mischief does it all.
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All Doe Mean Mischief She
Joys, which we do not know, we do not wish.
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Joy Know Wish
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
When Christ at Cana’s feast by pow’r divine, Inspir’d cold water, with the warmth of wine, See! cry’d they while, in red’ning tide, it gush’d, The bashful stream hath seen its God and blush’d.
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Cana Christ Cold Divine Feast Red Water Wine

Man is the circled oak; woman the ivy.

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