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Gold begets in brethren hate; Gold in families debate; Gold does friendship separate; Gold does civil wars create.
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Beget Brethren Debate Family Gold Hate War
But what is woman? Only one of nature’s agreeable blunders.
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Agree Blunder Nature Woman
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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Cup Dost Ganymede Nature Self Thee Tread Upon Verdant Wait
This a scene of changes, and to be constant in Nature were inconstancy.
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Change Constant Nature Scene
For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.
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When Harvey’s violent passion she did see, Began to tremble and to flee; Took sanctuary, like Daphne, in a tree
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Nay, in death’s hand, the grape-stone proves As strong as thunder is in Jove’s.
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May I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, And many books, both true.
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Book Friend Garden House Large Small True
Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day, But night itself does the rich gem betray.
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Betray Gem Jewel Lying Night Stone Unseen
All the world’s bravery that delights our eyes is but thy several liveries.
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Bravery Delight Eye Several World
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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Consist Country Law Man Themselves
Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
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Company Life Solitary Wretched
His time’s forever, everywhere his place.
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Everywhere Forever Place Time
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
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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Cottage Country Humble Meanest Palace Proud Scorn Sleep
I confess I love littleness almost in all things. A little convenient estate, a little cheerful house, a little company, and a little feast.
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Cheerful Company Confess Convenient Estate House Little

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