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Vain, weak-built isthmus, which dost proudly rise Up between two eternities!

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His time’s forever, everywhere his place.
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Both wise, and both delightful too. And since Love ne’er will from me flee, A mistress moderately fair, And good as Guardian angels are, Only belov’d and loving me.
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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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Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.
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Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.
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Why dost thou build up stately rooms on high, Thou who art under ground to lie? Thou sow’st and plantest, but no fruit must see, For death, alas! is reaping thee.
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The monster London laugh at me.
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Books should, not Business, entertain the Light; And Sleep, as undisturb’d as Death, the Night.
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Much will always wanting be To him who much desires.
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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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Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.
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