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Knowledge is proud that it knows so much; wisdom is humble that it knows no more.

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Deep in unfathomable mines Of never failing skill He treasures up his bright designs,
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Bright Deep Design Fall Mine Skill Treasure Unfathomable
Solitude, seeming a sanctuary, proves a grave; a sepulchre in which the living lie, where all good qualities grow sick and die
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Good Grow Living Lying Quality Sanctuary Sick Solitude
The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flow’r. 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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Bitter Bud God Interpreter Olan Sweet Taste Unbelief Vain Will
O solitude, where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place.
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Alarm Face House Sage Seen Solitude
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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Friend Grant Loneliness Pas Retreat Solitude Sweet Whisper
Absence of occupation is not rest.
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Absence Happen Occupation Rest
But still remember, if you mean to please, To press your point with modesty and ease.
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Ease Mean Modesty Please Press Remember Still
Elegant as simplicity, and warm As ecstasy.
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Ecstasy Elegant Simplicity Warm
I am out of humanity’s reach.I must finish my journey alone,Never hear the sweet music of speech;I start at the sound of my own.
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Humanity Journey Music Reach Speech Sweet
This fond attachment to the well-known place Whence first we started into life’s long race.
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Attachment Home Known Life Place Race Start
No traveler e’er reached that blest abode who found not thorns and briers in his road.
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Acceptance Found Thorns Traveler
And the tear that is wiped with a little address, May be follow’d perhaps by a smile.
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Address Addresses Little May Perhaps Smile Tears Wipe
War’s a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at.
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Game King Ply Subject War Wise
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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Beach God Moving Mysterious Perform Wonder
And natural in gesture; much impress’d Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too; affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
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Address Anxious Become Change Conscious Feed Gesture Grace Guilt Impressed Messenger Much Tender
Spring hangs her infant blossoms on the trees, Rock’d in the cradle of the western breeze.
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Hand Rock Spring Tree

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