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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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The world’s a scene of changes.
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Who that has reason, and his smell, Would not among roses and jasmin dwell?
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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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Action God Governed Law Life Made Man Own Private Time
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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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The present is an eternal now.
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Let’s banish business, banish sorrow; To the gods belong to-morrow.
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Banish Belong Business God Morrow Sorrow
Vain, weak-built isthmus, which dost proudly rise Up between two eternities!
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Build Eternity Isthmus Life Proudly Two
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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Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
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To-day is ours; what do we fear? To-day is ours; we have it here. Let’s treat it kindly, that it may Wish, at least, with us to stay.
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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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