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While mantling on the maiden’s cheek Young roses kindled into thought.

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Humility, that low, sweet root, from which all heavenly virtues shoot.
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Heaven Humility Shoot Virtue
No, there’s nothing half so sweet in life as love’s young dream.
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Dreams Life Young
And soon, too soon, we part with pain, To sail o’er silent seas again.
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Ourselves Pain Sea Silence
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish; Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.
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Anguish Hard Time Healing Heart Heaven Inspirational Wound
Like ships that have gone down at sea, when heaven was all tranquillity.
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Heaven Sea Tranquility
The heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close.
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Close Forget Heart Love True
It is only to the happy that tears are a luxury.
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Happiness Luxury Tears
Though an angel should write, still ’tis devils must print.
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Angel Devil Print Writing
What though youth gave love and roses, Age still leaves us friends and wine.
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Friendship Love Rose Wine Youth
The light, that lies In woman’s eyes, Has been my heart’s undoing.
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Heart Light Lying Woman
A pretty wife is something for the fastidious vanity of a roue to retire upon.
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Pretty Retirement Wife
All that’s bright must fade, The brightest still the fleetest; All that’s sweet was made But to be lost when sweetest.
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Bright Lost Sweet
And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers is always the first to be touch’d by the thorns.
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Awake Heart Thorn Touch
A friendship that like love is warm; A love like friendship, steady.
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Friendship Love Steady Warm
While mantling on the maiden’s cheek Young roses kindled into thought.
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Rose Thinking Young
This wretched brain gave way, and I became a wreck at random driven, without one glimpse of reason or heaven.
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Brain Drive Heaven Myself Reason

While mantling on the maiden’s cheek Young roses kindled into thought.

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