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Good men but see death, the wicked taste it.

Ben Jonson

The voice so sweet, the words so fair, As some soft chime had stroked the air; And though the sound had parted thence, Still left an echo in the sense.
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Air Echoes Parted Sweet Thence
Force works on servile natures, not the free.
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Force Free Nature Servile
I see compassion may become a justice, though it be a weakness, I confess, and nearer a vice than a virtue.
BEN JONSON

Compassion Justice Weakness
How ready is heaven to those that pray!
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Heaven Prayer Praying
Cares that have entered once in the breast, will have whole possession of the rest.
BEN JONSON

Anxiety Care Possession
You learn nothing about someone by the way they win the fight, you learn everything about the way they lose and keep coming back.
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Art Fighting Winning
A good poet’s made as well as born.
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Born Made Poet
If you be sick, your own thoughts make you sick
BEN JONSON

Illness Neurosis Sick
Let argument bear no unmusical sound.
BEN JONSON

Argument Bears Sound
Woman, the more careful she is about her face, the more careless about her house.
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Faces Home House
Art hath an enemy call’d ignorance .
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Art Enemy Ignorance
Prevent your day at morning.
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Day Morning Prevent
Silence in woman is like speech in man.
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Men Silence Speech
All concord’s born of contraries.
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Born Contradiction Contrary
The burnt child dreads the fire.
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Children Dread Fire
Still may syllables jar with time, Still may reason war with rhyme, Resting never!
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May Poetry War

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