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A friend giveth sympathy in trouble.

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Grave was the man in years, in looks, in word, his locks were grey, yet was his courage green.
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Courage Grave Man Word
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
Fortune rarely accompanies anyone to the door.
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Fortune Rare Togetherness
True love cannot be found where it does not exist, nor can it be denied where it does.
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Love True
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
Then amongst flowers and springs, Making delightful sport, Sat lovers without conflict, without flame
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Delight Flame Flower
Virtue’s guard is labor; ease, her sleep.
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Guard Herself Sleep Virtue
The day of fortune is like a harvest day, We must be busy when the corn is ripe.
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Corn Day Fortune Harvest
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
As shaking terrors from his blazing hair, a sanguine comet gleams through dusky air.
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Shake Terror
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 friend giveth sympathy in trouble.
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Friendship Sympathy Trouble
Lost is the time that you don’t spend for love.
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Lost Love Time Yourself
Women have tongues of craft, and hearts of guile, They will, they will not; fools that on them trust; For in their speech is death, hell in their smile.
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Craft Death Heart Smile Women
Not for no cold did freeze, Nor any cloud beguile Th’eternal flowering spring
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Cold Flower Forever
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

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