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Poets by Death are conquer’d but the wit Of poets triumphs over it.

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Beauty, thou wild fantastic ape Who dost in every country change thy shape!
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Ape Beauty Country Fantastic Shape Shapes Wild
I never had any other desire so strong, and so like covetousness, as that
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Covetousness Desire House Life Master Nature Small Strong
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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Aenea Bible Holy Incomparably More Mose Passage Poetic Yield
Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.
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Cheap Cure Endure Healing Hope Universal
As for being much known by sight, and pointed out, I cannot comprehend the honor that lies withal; whatsoever it be, every mountebank has it more than the best doctor.
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Comprehend Doctor Honor Lying Much Sight Whatsoever
Vain, weak-built isthmus, which dost proudly rise Up between two eternities!
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Build Eternity Isthmus Life Proudly Two
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
His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might Be wrong; his life, I’m sure, was in the right.
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Life might Nice Perhaps Tenet Wrong
His time’s forever, everywhere his place.
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Everywhere Forever Place Time
Ah, yet, e’er I descend to th’ grave, May I a small House and a large Garden have. And a few Friends, and many Books both true
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Angel Book Descend Few Friend Garden Grave House Small Wise
Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
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Believe Hope Hopeless Thing
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
Life for delays and doubts no time does give, None ever yet made haste enough to live.
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Doubt. Time Enough Giving Life
: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
Lukewarmness I account a sin, as great in love as in religion.
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Great Love Lukeawarmness Religion Sin
To th’ active Moon a quick brisk stroke he gave, To Saturn’s string a touch more sore and grave.
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Active Brisk Gave Grave Moon Quick Saturn Sore

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