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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

Give me a look, give me a face, That makes simplicity a grace Robes loosely flowing, hair as free Such sweet neglect more taketh me Than all the adulteries of art: They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
BEN JONSON

Art Eye Neglect Simplicity Sweet
It holds for good polity ever, to have that outwardly in vilest estimation, which inwardly is most dear to us.
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Dear Estimation Hypocrisy
Ambition, like a torrent, ne’er looks back; And is a swelling, and the last affection A high mind can put off; being both a rebel Unto the soul and reason, and enforceth All laws, all conscience, treads upon religion, and offereth violence to nature’s self.
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Ambition Conscience Law Rebel Self Soul
Vice Is like a fury to the vicious mind, And turns delight itself to punishment.
BEN JONSON

Mind Punishment Vices
… the best pilots have need of mariners, besides sails, anchor and other tackle.
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Anchors Needs Sea
In the hope to meet Shortly again, and make our absence sweet.
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Absence Hope Love Miss Sweet
Let those that merely talk and never think, That live in the wild anarchy of drink
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Anarchy Drinking Thinking
He that departs with his own honesty For Vulgar , doth it too dearly buy.
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Honesty Vulgar
There is no doctrine will do good where nature is wanting.
BEN JONSON

Creeds Doctrine Good Waiting
Whom the disease of talking still once posses-seth, he can never hold his peace.
BEN JONSON

Disease Talking
Art hath an enemy call’d ignorance .
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Art Enemy Ignorance
Forbear, you things That stand upon the pinnacles of state, To boast your slippery height! when you do fall, You dash yourselves in pieces, ne’er to rise: And he that lends you pity, is not wise.
BEN JONSON

Boast Fall Pieces Wise
Ambition, like a torrent, never looks back.
BEN JONSON

Ambition Inspiration Looks
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

Cigarette Smoke Men Smoking
Poor worms, they hiss at me, whilst I at home Can be contented to applaud myself, . . . with joy To see how plump my bags are and my barns.
BEN JONSON

Home Joy
Tis the common disease of all your musicians that they know no mean, to be entreated, either to begin or end.
BEN JONSON

Disease Mean Music

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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