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Vice Is like a fury to the vicious mind, And turns delight itself to punishment.

Ben Jonson

Well, I will scourge those apes, And to these courteous eyes oppose a mirror, As large as is the stage whereon we act; Where they shall see the time’s deformity Anatomised in every nerve, and sinew, With constant courage, and contempt of fear.
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Act Apes Courage Eye Mirror Time
Follow a shadow, it still flies you, Seem to fly, it will pursue: So court a mistress, she denies you; Let her alone, she will court you. Say are not women truly, then, Styled but the shadows of us men?
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Men Mistress Shadow
Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I’ll not look for wine.
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Food Romantic Wine
Hell itself must yield to industry.
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Hell Industry Yield
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.
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Ancestry Honor Noble
A valiant man Ought not to undergo, or tempt a danger, But worthily, and by selected ways, He undertakes with reason, not by chance. His valor is the salt t’ his other virtues, They’re all unseason’d without it.
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Men Salt Way
The dignity of truth is lost with much protesting.
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Dignity Life Losing
A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night, It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see, And in short measures life may perfect be.
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Die Fall Flower Night Proportion
My thoughts and I were of another world.
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Another World Thoughts
Language most shows a man, speak that I may see thee.
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Leadership May Men
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
If you be sick, your own thoughts make you sick
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Illness Neurosis Sick
True melancholy breeds your perfect fine wit.
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Fine Melancholy Perfect Wit
Where dost thou careless lie, Buried in ease and sloth? Knowledge that sleeps, doth die; And this security, It is the common moth, That eats on wits and arts, and oft destroys them both.
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Art Common Lying Security Sleep
Guilt’s a terrible thing.
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Guilt Terrible Things
… the best pilots have need of mariners, besides sails, anchor and other tackle.
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Anchors Needs Sea

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