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Ods me I marle what pleasure or felicity they have in taking their roguish tobacco. It is good for nothing but to choke a man, and fill him full of smoke and embers.

Ben Jonson

Love that is ignorant and hatred have almost the same ends.
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Hate Hatred Ignorant
He that would have his virtue published, is not the servant of virtue, but glory.
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Glory Servant Virtue
I feel my griefs too, and there scarce is ground Upon my flesh t’inflict another wound. Yet dare I not complain, or wish for death With holy Paul; lest it be thought the breath Of discontent; or that these prayers be For weariness of life, not love of thee.
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Another Grief Prayer Weariness Wish Wound
Nor shall our cups make any guilty men; But at our parting, we will be, as when We innocently met.
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Cup Drinking Men
Tis no sin love’s fruits to steal; But the sweet thefts to reveal; To be taken, to be seen, These have crimes accounted been.
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Fruit Sweet Taken
Language most shows a man; speak that I may see thee; it springs out of the most retired and inmost parts of us, and is the image of the parent of it, the mind. No glass renders a man’s form or likeness so true as his speech.
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Glasses Men Spring
Weigh the meaning and look not at the words.
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Looks Meaning Weigh
Nothing is more short-lived than pride.
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Live Pride Short
To men pressed by their wants all change is ever welcome.
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Change Men Want Welcome
Minds that are great and free, should not on fortune pause: ‘Tis crown enough to virtue still, her own applause.
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Applause Crowns Mind Virtue
That old bald cheater, Time.
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Bald Cheater Old Time
It is as great a spite to be praised in the wrong place, and by a wrong person, as can be done to a noble nature.
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Done Noble Person Wrong
Ready writing makes not good writing, but good writing brings on ready writing.
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Good Ready Writing
Queen and huntress, chaste and fair Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light Goddess, excellently bright.
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Chair Light Queens Seated Sleep
The poet is the nearest borderer upon the orator.
BEN JONSON

Orators Oratory Poet
Chance will not do the work. Chance sends the breeze; But if the pilot slumber at the helm, The very wind that wafts us tow’rds the port May dash us on the shoals. The steersman’s part Is vigilance, or blow it rough or smooth.
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Blow Slumber Wind

Ods me I marle what pleasure or felicity they have in taking their roguish tobacco. It is good for nothing but to choke a man, and fill him full of smoke and embers.

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Ods me I marle what pleasure or felicity they have in taking their roguish tobacco. It is good for nothing but to choke a man, and fill him full of smoke and embers.

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