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Nothing so soon the drooping spirits can raise As praises from the men, whom all men praise.
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Curiosity does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make.
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The monster London laugh at me.
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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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