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I have no urns, no dusty monuments; No broken images of ancestors, Wanting an ear, or nose; no forged tales Of long descents, to boast false honors from.

Ben Jonson

Woman, the more careful she is about her face, the more careless about her house.
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Faces Home House
Vice Is like a fury to the vicious mind, And turns delight itself to punishment.
BEN JONSON

Mind Punishment Vices
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.
BEN JONSON

Blind Love Slight Thinking
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.
BEN JONSON

Done Noble Person Wrong
Language most shows a man, speak that I may see thee.
BEN JONSON

Leadership May Men
Chance will not do the work. Chance sends the breeze; But if the pilot slumber at the helm, The very wind that wafts us tow’rds the port May dash us on the shoals. The steersman’s part Is vigilance, or blow it rough or smooth.
BEN JONSON

Blow Slumber Wind
There is no greater hell than to be a prisoner of fear.
BEN JONSON

Fear Hell No Prisoner
Freedom doth with degree dispense.
BEN JONSON

Degree Dispense Freedom
The world knows only two, that’s Rome and I.
BEN JONSON

Conceited Fools Rome Two
Who falls for love of God, shall rise a star.
BEN JONSON

Fall Love Stars
Art hath an enemy call’d ignorance .
BEN JONSON

Art Enemy Ignorance
Memory, of all the powers of the mind, is the most delicate and frail.
BEN JONSON

Frail Memories Mind
Greatness of name, in the father, ofttimes helps not forth, but overwhelms the son: They stand too near one another. The shadow kills the growth.
BEN JONSON

Father Greatness Son
God wisheth none should wreck on a strange shelf: To him man’s dearer than to himself.
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Men Strange Wrecks
Prevent your day at morning.
BEN JONSON

Day Morning Prevent
It holds for good polity ever, to have that outwardly in vilest estimation, which inwardly is most dear to us.
BEN JONSON

Dear Estimation Hypocrisy

I have no urns, no dusty monuments; No broken images of ancestors, Wanting an ear, or nose; no forged tales Of long descents, to boast false honors from.

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I have no urns, no dusty monuments; No broken images of ancestors, Wanting an ear, or nose; no forged tales Of long descents, to boast false honors from.

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