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Virtue’s guard is labor; ease, her sleep.

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O happy, golden age! Not for that rivers ran With streams of milk, and honey dropped from trees.
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Happiness Milk Stream Tree
For when last need to desperation driveth, Who dareth most he wiseth counsel giveth.
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Counseling Need Wisdom
They make their fortune who are stout and wise, Wit rules the heavens, discretion guides the skies.
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Fortune Guide Heaven Sky Wisdom
He, full of bashfulness and truth, loved much, hoped little, and desired naught.
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Desire Himself Hope Love Truth
O subtle love! a thousand wiles thou hast, by humble suit, by service, or by hire, to win a maiden’s hold,–a thing soon done, for nature framed all women to be won.
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Frame Hire Humble Service Win Woman
A friend giveth sympathy in trouble.
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Friendship Sympathy Trouble
Fortune rarely accompanies anyone to the door.
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Fortune Rare Togetherness
Virtue’s guard is labor; ease, her sleep.
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Guard Herself Sleep Virtue
Perhaps if only once you did enjoy The thousandth part of all the happiness A heart beloved enjoys, returning love, Repentant, you would surely sighing say, “All time is truly lost and gone Which is not spent in serving love.”
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Enjoyment Happiness Love Service Time
A fool is he that comes to preach or prate, When men with swords their right and wrong debate.
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Debate Fools Preach Right Wrong
Love is when he gives you a piece of your soul, that you never knew was missing.
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Known Love Missing Pieces Soul
Horror itself in that fair scene looks gay, And joy springs up e’en in the midst of fear.
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Fear Horror Joy Spring
As shaking terrors from his blazing hair, a sanguine comet gleams through dusky air.
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Shake Terror
Then amongst flowers and springs, Making delightful sport, Sat lovers without conflict, without flame
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Delight Flame Flower
Any time not spent on love is wasted.
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Love Time Wasted Time
Lost is the time that you don’t spend for love.
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Lost Love Time Yourself

Virtue’s guard is labor; ease, her sleep.

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