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The soul of man is infinite in what it covets.

Ben Jonson

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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Broken Honor Long
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.
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Enough Pulse Sleep Time Wind
Folly often goes beyond her bounds, but impudence knows none.
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Folly Impudence Rudeness
Affliction teacheth a wicked person sometime to pray; prosperity never.
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Affliction Person Prayer Wicked
Great honours are great burdens, but on whom They are cast with envy, he doth bear two loads.
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Envy Honor Two
To men pressed by their wants all change is ever welcome.
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Change Men Want Welcome
Silence in woman is like speech in man.
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Men Silence Speech
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
O, for an engine, to keep back all clocks, or make the sun forget his motion!
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Forget Sun Time
True happiness consists not in the multitude of friends, but in the worth and choice.
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Friendship Happiness Positive
Truth is man’s proper good, and the only immortal thing was given to our mortality to use.
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Men Truth Use
Give me a look, give me a face, That makes simplicity a grace Robes loosely flowing, hair as free Such sweet neglect more taketh me Than all the adulteries of art: They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
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Art Eye Neglect Simplicity Sweet
Who casts to write a living line, must sweat.
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Lines Sweat Writing
Spread yourself upon his bosom publicly, whose heart you would eat in private.
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Heart Hypocrisy Spread
Ready writing makes not good writing, but good writing brings on ready writing.
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Good Ready Writing
The poet is the nearest borderer upon the orator.
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