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Existence is a strange bargain. Life owes us little; we owe it everything.

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Remorse, the fatal egg that pleasure laid.
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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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Variety’s the very spice of life, That gives it all its flavor.
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There is in souls a sympathy with sounds: And as the mind is pitch’d the ear is pleased With melting airs, or martial, brisk or grave; Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch’d within us, and the heart replies.
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Happy the man who sees a God employed in all the good and ills that checker life.
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Check Employed Good Happy Life Man
Elegant as simplicity, and warm As ecstasy.
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Ecstasy Elegant Simplicity Warm
Pride made the devil, and the devil made sin; So God made a cole-pit to put the devil in.
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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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Built God a church and laughed His word to scorn.
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Built Church God Laugh Scorn
Trials make the promise sweet, Trials give new life to prayer; Trials bring me to His feet, Lay me low, and keep me there.
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Feet Make Prayer Promise Sweet Trial
Tis liberty alone that gives the flower Of fleeting life its lustre and perfume; And we are weeds without it.
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Alone Flower Luster Perfume Weed Wisdom
Would I describe a preacher, I would express him simple, grave, sincere; In doctrine uncorrupt; in language plain, And plain in manner; decent, solemn, chaste,
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Doctrine Grace Language Men Plain Simple Sincere
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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Alone Door Every Forsaken Hera Lion Loneliness Mercy One Shut
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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If my resolution to be a great man was half so strong as it is to despise the shame of being a little one.
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Attitude Despise Great Half Little One Resolution Shame Strong
The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower.
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Bitter Bud Flower Sweet Taste

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