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I would not fear nor wish my fate, but boldly say each night, to-morrow let my sun his beams display, or in clouds hide them; I have lived today.

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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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Consist Country Law Man Themselves
Nay, in death’s hand, the grape-stone proves As strong as thunder is in Jove’s.
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Hand Jove Prove Stone Strong Thunder
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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Nothing so soon the drooping spirits can raise As praises from the men, whom all men praise.
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Who that has reason, and his smell, Would not among roses and jasmin dwell?
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Awake, awake, my Lyre!And tell thy silent master’s humble taleIn sounds that may prevail;Sounds that gentle thoughts inspire
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The world’s a scene of changes.
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Acquaintance I would have, but when it depends; not on number, but the choice of friends.
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This a scene of changes, and to be constant in Nature were inconstancy.
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What shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own?
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Age Come Known Own Reputation
The spade, the plough-share, and the rake) Arts, in most cruel wise Man’s left to epitomize!
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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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Disparagement Hard Heart Man Nice Speak Subject
Fill the bowl with rosy wine, around our temples roses twine, And let us cheerfully awhile, like wine and roses, smile.
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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
The present is an eternal now.
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Eternal Now Present
:Though so exalted sheAnd I so lowly beTell her, such different notes make all thy harmony.
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Exalted Harmony Make Note Tell Woman

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