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But what is woman? Only one of nature’s agreeable blunders.
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Curiosity does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make.
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Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
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The Sunflow’r, thinking ’twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t’ excuse the blame
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The monster London laugh at me.
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Thus would I double my life’s fading space;For he that runs it well, runs twice his race.
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Plenty, as well as Want, can separate friends.
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Nothing so soon the drooping spirits can raise As praises from the men, whom all men praise.
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The liberty of a private man, in being master of his own time and actions, as far as may consist with the laws of God and of his country.
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The present is all the ready money Fate can give.
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The present is an eternal now.
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Nature waits upon thee still, And thy verdant cup does fill; ‘Tis fill’d wherever thou dost tread, Nature’s self’s thy Ganymede.
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Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
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The liberty of a people consists in being governed by laws which they have made themselves, under whatsoever form it be of government
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Vain, weak-built isthmus, which dost proudly rise Up between two eternities!
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I never had any other desire so strong, and so like covetousness, as that
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It was not sleep that made him nod, he said, But too great weight and largeness of his head.
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It is a hard and nice subject for a man to speak of himself: it grates his own heart to say anything of disparagement, and the reader’s ear to hear anything of praise from him.
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Fill all the Glasses there; for why Should every Creature Drink but I? Why, Man of Morals, tell me why?
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Does not the passage of Moses and the Israelites into the Holy Land yield incomparably more poetic variety than the voyages of Ulysses or Aeneas?
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Life is an incurable disease.
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Sleep is a god too proud to wait in palaces, and yet so humble too as not to scorn the meanest country cottages.
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:Though so exalted sheAnd I so lowly beTell her, such different notes make all thy harmony.
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His time’s forever, everywhere his place.
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Nothing in Nature’s sober found, But an eternal Health goes round. Fill up the Bowl then, fill it high
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I might be master at last of a small house and a large garden, with very moderate conveniences joined to them, and there dedicate the remainder of my life to the culture of them and the study of nature.
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Covetousness Desire House Master Moderate Small Strong
Why dost thou heap up wealth, which thou must quit, Or what is worse, be left by it? Why dost thou load thyself when thou ‘rt to fly, Oh, man! ordain’d to die?
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Art Dost Heap Left Lying Man Wealth Worse

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