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The boughs that bear most hang lowest.
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Here lies James Quinn. Deign, reader, to be taught,Whate’er thy strength of body, force of thought,In Nature’s happiest mould however cast,To this complexion thou must come at last.
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Let others hail the rising sun: I bow to that whose course is run.
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Heaven sends us good meat, but the Devil sends cooks.
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Wonders will never cease.
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Heart of oak are our ships,Heart of oak are our men;We always are ready.
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Corrupted freemen are the worst of slaves.
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Their cause I plead,-plead it in heart and mind;A fellow-feeling makes one wondrous kind.
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Here lies Nolly Goldsmith, for shortness called Noll,Who wrote like an angel, and talk’d like poor Poll.
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You are indebted to you imagination for three-fourths of your importance.
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Prologues like compliments are loss of time;’T is penning bows and making legs in rhyme.
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This scholar, rake, Christian, dupe, gamester, and poet.