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A woman who gives any advantage to a man may expect a lover – but will sooner or later find a tyrant.
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Advantage Give Later Lover Man May Expect Sooner Tyrant Woman
If I could always read, I should never feel the want of company.
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Always Company Could Feel never Read Want
Like the measles, love is most dangerous when it comes late in life.
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Come Dangerous Late Life Like Love Measles Most
Adversity is the first path to truth.
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Adversity First Path Truth
They truly mourn, that mourn without a witness.
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Mourn Truly Without Witness
Truth is a gem that is found at a great depth; whilst on the surface of the world all things are weighed by the false scale of custom.
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All Custom Depth Found Gem Scale Surface Thing Truth Weighted
Who falls from all he knows of bliss, Cares little into what abyss.
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Abyss Bliss Care Fall Into Know Little
Till taught by pain, men know not water’s worth.
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Know Men Pain Till Taught Water Worth
There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.
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Dep Intrude Lonely Pathless Pleasure Rapture Sea Shore Society Wood
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
Opinions are made to be changed or how is truth to be got at?
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Change Got How Made Opinion Truth
Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray.
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Life Rainbow Storm
We are all the fools of time and terror: Days Steal on us and steal from us; yet we live, Loathing our life, and dreading still to die.
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Day Die Dreading Fool Lathing Life Live Shall Steal Terror Time Us
But what is Hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence; the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of.
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Cheek Country Existence Face Hollow Hope Least Nothing Paint People Person Rub See Touch Truth
Come what may, I have been blest.
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Been Blest Come May
In solitude, where we are least alone.
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Alone Lease Solitude

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