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Good work and joyous play go hand in hand. When play stops, old age begins. Play keeps you from taking life too seriously.

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I learned to love despair.
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Despair Learn Love
This is to be mortal, And seek the things beyond mortality.
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Beyond Mortal Mortality Seek Thing
You gave me the key to your heart, my love, then why did you make me knock?
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Gave Heart Key Knock Love Make
She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes.
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Aspect Beauty Best Bright Cloydless Dark Eye Meet Night Skies Starry Walk
Society is now one polished horde, formed of two mighty tries, the Bores and Bored.
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Country Formed Horde Mighty Now People Person Place Polish Society Tries
The dew of compassion is a tear.
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Compassion Dew Tera
In solitude, where we are least alone.
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Alone Lease Solitude
Socrates said, our only knowledge was “To know that nothing could be known;” a pleasant Science enough, which levels to an ass Each Man of Wisdom, future, past, or present.
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Ass Author Could Each Enough Know Knowledge Level Man Nothing Only Pleasant Quote Said Science Socrate
Opinions are made to be changed or how is truth to be got at?
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Change Got How Made Opinion Truth
What’s drinking? A mere pause from thinking!
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Drink Mere Pause Thinking
This is the age of oddities let loose.
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Age Let Loose Oddities
Hearts will break – yet brokenly, live on.
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Break Brokenly Heart Live On
The art of angling, the cruelest, the coldest and the stupidest of pretended sports.
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Angling Art Coldest Crueiet Pretended Sport Stupidity
Come what may, I have been blest.
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Been Blest Come May
There is music in all things, if men had ears.
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Ears Men Music
The leaves along the limpid streams of Eden? Is your course measur’d for ye? Or do ye Sweep on in your unbounded revelry Through an aerial universe of endless Expansion,–at which my soul aches to think,– Intoxicated with eternity.
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Ache Along Country Eternity Leave Limpid People Person Reviry Think Unbound

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