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Sweet Swan of Avon! What a sight it were To see thee in our water yet appear.

Ben Jonson

To the old, long life and treasure; To the young, all health and pleasure.
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Long Pleasure Treasure
They, who know no evil, will suspect none.
BEN JONSON

Evil Knows Suspect
That I might live alone once with my gold! O, ’tis a sweet companion! kind and true: A man may trust it when his father cheats him, Brother, or friend, or wife. O wondrous pelf! That which makes all men false, is true itself.
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Alone Brother Companions Money Sweet
Good men but see death, the wicked taste it.
BEN JONSON

Death Good Man Men
I glory, more in the cunning purchase of my wealth than in the glad possession.
BEN JONSON

Glory Greed Wealth
It strikes! one, two, Three, four, five, six. Enough, enough, dear watch, Thy pulse hath beat enough. Now sleep and rest; Would thou could’st make the time to do so too; I’ll wind thee up no more.
BEN JONSON

Enough Pulse Sleep Time Wind
It is the highest of earthly honors to be descended from the great and good. They alone cry out against a noble ancestry who have none of their own.
BEN JONSON

Ancestry Honor Noble
Confound these ancestors… They’ve stolen our best ideas!
BEN JONSON

Funny Humor Ideas
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
All discourses but my own afflict me; they seem harsh, impertinent, and irksome
BEN JONSON

Discourse Harsh Speech
For a man to write well, there are required three necessaries: to read the best authors, observe the best speakers, and much exercise of his own style.
BEN JONSON

Exercise Men Writing
The poet is the nearest borderer upon the orator.
BEN JONSON

Orators Oratory Poet
For he that once is good, is ever great.
BEN JONSON

Good Greatness Once
All concord’s born of contraries.
BEN JONSON

Born Contradiction Contrary
The burnt child dreads the fire.
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Children Dread Fire
A new disease? I know not, new or old, but it may well be called poor mortals plague for, like a pestilence, it doth infect the houses of the brain till not a thought, or motion, in the mind, be free from the black poison of suspect.
BEN JONSON

Black Brain House

Sweet Swan of Avon! What a sight it were To see thee in our water yet appear.

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