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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.

Aaron Hill

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
Art, however innocent, looks like deceiving.
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Art Deceiving Innocent Look
Man is the circled oak; woman the ivy.
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Circle Ivy Man Men Oak Woman
Reason gains all people by compelling none.
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Compelling Gain People Reason
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
Mischief and malice grow on the same branch of the tree of evil.
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Branche Evil Grow Malice Tree
Order, thou eye of action.
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Action Eye Order
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
Customs form us all, our thoughts, our morals, our most fixed beliefs; are consequences of our place of birth.
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Belief Birth Consequence Moral Place
Joys, which we do not know, we do not wish.
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Joy Know Wish
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
She who means no mischief does it all.
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All Doe Mean Mischief She
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
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
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
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

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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