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O marriage! marriage! what a curse is thine, Where hands alone consent and hearts abhor.

Aaron Hill

Youth is ever apt to judge in haste, and lose the medium in the wild extreme.
AARON HILL

Apt Haste Judging Medium Wild Youth
First, then, a woman will, or won’t, – depend on’t; If she will do’t, she will; and there’s an end on’t. But, if she won’t, since safe and sound your trust is, Fear is affront: and jealousy injustice.
AARON HILL

Depend Safe Sound Will Wisdom Wise Woman
Joys, which we do not know, we do not wish.
AARON HILL

Joy Know Wish
The man with but one idea in his head is sure to exaggerate that to top-heaviness, and thus he loses his equilibrium.
AARON HILL

Exaggerate Head Idea Man Sure
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.
AARON HILL

Flowing Giving Heart Nature Proud Tear Virtue
Shame on those breasts of stone that cannot melt in soft adoption of another’s sorrow.
AARON HILL

Adoption Breast Melt Shame Soft Sorrow Stone Tear
Birth is a shadow. Courage, self-sustained, outlords succession’s phlegm, and needs no ancestors.
AARON HILL

Ancestor Courage Need Phlegm Self Shadow Succession
Servile doubt argues an impotence of mind, that says we fear because we dare not meet misfortunes.
AARON HILL

Arguing Doubt Meet Mind Misfortune Servile
Law that shocks equity is reason’s murderer.
AARON HILL

Equity Law Murderer Reason Shock
Order, thou eye of action.
AARON HILL

Action Eye Order
Art, however innocent, looks like deceiving.
AARON HILL

Art Deceiving Innocent Look
Trust me–with women worth the being won, The softest lover ever best succeeds.
AARON HILL

Lover Me Succeed Trust Women Worth
Union of hearts, not hands, does a marriage make, and sympathy of mind keeps love awake.
AARON HILL

Awake Hands Heart Mind Sympathy Union
The man who pauses on the paths of treason, Halts on a quicksand, the first step engulfs him.
AARON HILL

First Man Path Pause Step Treason
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.
AARON HILL

Ague Created Fear Men Nature Passion Shun Soul
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.
AARON HILL

Cana Christ Cold Divine Feast Red Water Wine

O marriage! marriage! what a curse is thine, Where hands alone consent and hearts abhor.

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