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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.

Ben Jonson

No man so wise that he may not easily err if he takes no other counsel than his own. He that is taught only by himself has a fool for a master.
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Easily May Men Taught Wise
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
I now think, Love is rather deaf, than blind, For else it could not be, That she, Whom I adore so much, should so slight me, And cast my love behind.
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Blind Love Slight Thinking
Reader look, not on his picture but his book.
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Book Looks Reader
For he that once is good, is ever great.
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Good Greatness Once
Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast, Still to be powder’d, all perfum’d. Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art’s hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound.
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Art Causes Drest Near Sweet
Well, as he brews, so shall he drink.
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Beer Drink Wells
The world knows only two, that’s Rome and I.
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Conceited Fools Rome Two
Mischiefs feed / Like beasts, till they be fat, and then they bleed.
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Beast Fats Mischief
In the hope to meet Shortly again, and make our absence sweet.
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Absence Hope Love Miss Sweet
Vice Is like a fury to the vicious mind, And turns delight itself to punishment.
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Mind Punishment Vices
To men pressed by their wants all change is ever welcome.
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Change Men Want Welcome
Whom the disease of talking still once posses-seth, he can never hold his peace.
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Disease Talking
Your highest female grace is silence.
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Female Grace Silence
Calumnies are answered best with silence.
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Advice Silence
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.
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Home Joy

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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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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