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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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Unbind the charms that in slight fables lie and teach that truth is truest poesy.
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The spade, the plough-share, and the rake) Arts, in most cruel wise Man’s left to epitomize!
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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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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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It was not sleep that made him nod, he said, But too great weight and largeness of his head.
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