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In the midst of the fountain of wit there arises something bitter, which stings in the very flowers.

Lucretius

Sweet it is, when on the high seas the winds are lashing the waters, to gaze from the land on another’s struggles.
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Land Seas Struggle Sweet Water
Globed from the atoms falling slow or swift I see the suns, I see the systems lift Their forms; and even the systems and the suns Shall go back slowly to the eternal drift.
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Fall Forever Myself See Slow System
It is pleasant, when the sea is high and the winds are dashing the waves about, to watch from the shores the struggles of another.
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Pleasant Struggle Wind
Men are eager to tread underfoot what they have once too much feared.
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Anand Thakur
Violence and injury enclose in their net all that do such things, and generally return upon him who began.
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Anand Thakur
What once sprung from the earth sinks back into the earth.
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Earth Sink
Falling drops will at last wear away stone.
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Anand Thakur
The sum total of all sums total is eternal.
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Forever Total
To none is life given in freehold; to all on lease.
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Anand Thakur
Thus the sum Forever is replenished, and we live As mortals by eternal give and take. The nations wax, the nations wane away; In a brief space the generations pass, And like to runners hand the lamp of life One unto other.
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Anand Thakur
From the midst of the very fountain of pleasure, something of bitterness arises to vex us in the flower of enjoyment.
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Anand Thakur
Under what law each thing was created, and how necessary it is for it to continue under this, and how it cannot annul the strong rules that govern its lifetime.
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Creation Law Life Necessary Rule Strong Time
It is doubtful what fortune to-morrow will bring.
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Anand Thakur
Though the dungeon, the scourge, and the executioner be absent, the guilty mind can apply the goad and scorch with blows.
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Absence Blow Guilty Mindset
The drops of rain make a hole in the stone not by violence but by oft falling.
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Drops Fall Hole Rain Stone
From the heart of this fountain of delights wells up some bitter taste to choke them even amid the flowers.
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Anand Thakur

In the midst of the fountain of wit there arises something bitter, which stings in the very flowers.

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