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Remorse begets reform.

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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
Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in
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Cheer Column Cup Each Evening Preach Steamy Welcome
Truth is the golden girdle of the globe.
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Globe Golden Griddle Truth
Habits are soon assumed; but when we strive to strip them off, ’tis being flayed alive.
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Alive Assume Being Flayed Habit Strive
Built God a church and laughed His word to scorn.
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Built Church God Laugh Scorn
Tea – the cups that cheer but not inebriate.
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Cheer Cup Drinking Inebriate Tea
Variety’s the very spice of life, That gives it all its flavor.
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Flavor Giving Inspire Life Spice Variety
Events of all sorts creep or fly exactly as God pleases.
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Creep Event Exactly Please Sort
God moves in mysterious ways His wonders to performs
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Moving Mysterious Perform Way Wonder
Accomplishments have taken virtue’s place, and wisdom falls before exterior grace.
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Exterior Fall Grace Place Taken Wisdom
Knowledge and wisdom, far from being one, Have oft-times no connection.
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Being Connection Knowledge Men Mind Often Time Wisdom
Unless a love of virtue light the flame,
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Air Flame Light Love Unless
Perhaps thou gav’st me, though unseen, a kiss; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss.
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Bliss Kissing Soul Tear Unseen Weep
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
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
Remorse, the fatal egg that pleasure laid.
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Egg Fatal Laid Pleasure Regret Remorse

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