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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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This only grant me, that my means may lie, too low for envy, for contempt to high.
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Enjoy the present hour, Be thankful for the past, And neither fear nor wish Th’ approaches of the last.
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Approach Being Enjoy Last Past Thankful Time
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
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
Curiosity does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make.
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Hope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!
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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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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
But what is woman? Only one of nature’s agreeable blunders.
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Fill all the Glasses there; for why Should every Creature Drink but I? Why, Man of Morals, tell me why?
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The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.
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Door Getting Greatest Journey Part
The Sunflow’r, thinking ’twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t’ excuse the blame
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Blame Excuse Made Nap Shame Sleep Strove Sunflow Thinking
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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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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For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.
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All this world’s noise appears to me a dull, ill-acted comedy!
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Act Appear Comedy Dull Noise World
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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To be a husbandman, is but a retreat from the city; to be a philosopher, from the world; or rather, a retreat from the world, as it is man’s, into the world, as it is God’s.
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I never had any other desire so strong, and so like covetousness, as that
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Come, my best Friends! my Books! and lead me on.
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Lukewarmness I account a sin, as great in love as in religion.
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The present is an eternal now.
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Eternal Now Present
Unbind the charms that in slight fables lie and teach that truth is truest poesy.
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His time’s forever, everywhere his place.
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Everywhere Forever Place Time
Plenty, as well as Want, can separate friends.
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Friend Plenty Separate Want Well
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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Cheerful Rose Smile Temple Twine Wine
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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