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More lightly do his sorrows press upon a man, when to a friend or fellow traveller he tells his griefs.

Callimachus

You’re walking by the tomb of Battiades, Who knew well how to write poetry, and enjoy Laughter at the right moment, over the wine.
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Known Moments Poetry Walk Wisdom Writing
A good man never dies.
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Death Goodness Man
Here sleeps Saon, of Acanthus, son of Dicon, a holy sleep: say not that the good die.
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Death Goodness Holy Sleep
A great book is like great evil.
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Book Evil Greatness
I wept as I remembered how often you and I had tired the sun with talking and sent him down the sky.
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Himself Remember Sun Talk Weep
O Charidas, what of the under world? Great darkness. And what of the resurrection? A lie. And Pluto? A fable; we perish utterly.
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Darkness Greatness Lying Vanish World
And now that thou art lying, my dear old Carian guest, A handful of grey ashes, long, long ago at rest, Still are thy pleasant voices, thy nightingales awake; For Death, he taketh all away, but them he cannot take.
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Art Awake Himself Lying Old Pleasant
To little men, gods send little things.
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God Man Small
Set a thief to catch a thief.
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Catch One Liner Thief
More lightly do his sorrows press upon a man, when to a friend or fellow traveller he tells his griefs.
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Friendship Himself Light Man Sorrow
Nothing unattested do I sing.
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Myself Sing
I abhor, too, the roaming lover, nor do I drink from every well; I loathe all things in common.
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Common Drink Lover Myself Roam
Two goddesses now must Cyprus adore; The Muses are ten, and the Graces are four; Stella’s wit is so charming, so sweet her fair face, She shines a new Venus, a Muse, and a Grace.
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Charm God Goddess Grace Shine
Big book, a big bore.
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Big Book One Liner
A big book is a big misfortune.
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Big Book Misfortune One Liner

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