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Nothing mortal is enduring, and there is nothing sweet which does not presently end in bitterness.

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For though I am a body of this earth, my firm desire is born from the stars.
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Body Desire Earth Myself Stars
An equal doom clipp’d Time’s blest wings of peace.
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Equality Peace Time Wings
Wanting is not enough, long and you attain it.
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Effort Enough Longing
Love is the crowning grace of humanity.
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Crown Grace Humanity Love One Liner
A short cut to riches is to subtract from our desires.
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Desire Ourselves Rich
I know and love the good, yet, ah! the worst pursue.
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Goodness Known Love Pursue Worst
Death had his grudge against me, and he got up in the way, like an armed robber, with a pike in his hand.
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Death Grudge Hands Himself
For style beyond the genius never dares.
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Beyond Dare Genius Style
Who over-refines his argument brings himself to grief.
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Argument Grief Himself
When the poet died his cat was put to death and mummified.
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Animal Cat Death Poet
Man has no greater enemy than himself. I have acted contrary to my sentiments and inclination; throughout our whole lives we do what we never intended, and what we proposed to do, we leave undone.
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Enemy Greatness Man Propose
Life in itself is short enough, but the physicians with their art, know to their amusement, how to make it still shorter.
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Amusement Enough Life Short
I freeze and burn, love is bitter and sweet, my sighs are tempests and my tears are floods, I am in ecstasy and agony, I am possessed by memories of her and I am in exile from myself.
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Love Memories Sweet
It is better to will the good than to know the truth.
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Better Goodness Known Willing
Often on earth the gentlest heart is fain To feed and banquet on another’s woe.
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Earth Enemy Heart
While life is in your body, you have the rein of all thoughts in your hands.
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Body Hands Life Thinking

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