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The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower.

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Perhaps thou gav’st me, though unseen, a kiss; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss.
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Time, as he passes us, has a dove’s wing, Unsoil’d, and swift, and of a silken sound.
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Knowledge is proud that it knows so much; wisdom is humble that it knows no more.
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Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust Him for His grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour;
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The bird that flutters least is longest on the wing.
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Ceremony leads her bigots forth, prepared to fight for shadows of no worth.
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Reasoning at every step he treads, Man yet mistakes his way, Whilst meaner things, whom instinct leads, Are rarely known to stray.
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Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain; God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain.
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Blind God Interpreter Make Mysterious Vain Ways Work
God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm.
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Manner is all in all, whate’er is writ,The substitute for genius, sense, and wit.
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War’s a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at.
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Game King Ply Subject War Wise
How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, whom I may whisper, solitude is sweet.
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The cares of today are seldom those of tomorrow, and when we lie down at night we may safely say to most of our troubles, “Ye have done your worst, and we shall see you no more.”
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Care Done Lying Most Night Safely Tomorrow Trouble
A fool must now and then be right, by chance
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I seem forsaken and alone, / I hear the lion roar; / And every door is shut but one, / And that is Mercy’s door.
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The proud are ever most provoked by pride.
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Ever Haughtiness Most Pride Proud Provoked

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