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He left it in thy power, ordaind thy will By nature free, not over-rul'd by Fate Inextricable, or strict necessity.
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Education of youth is not a bow for every man to shoot in that counts himself a teacher; but will require sinews almost equal to those which Homer gave to Ulysses.
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From restless thoughts, that, like a deadly swarm Of hornets arm'd, no sooner found alone, But rush upon me thronging.
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With ruin upon ruin, rout on rout, Confusion worse confounded.
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How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth,Stol'n on his wing my three-and-twentieth year!
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Confidence imparts a wonderful inspiration to the possessor.
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Yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible.
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Imparadis'd in one another's arms.
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And now the herald lark Left his ground-nest, high tow'ring to descry The morn's approach, and greet her with his song.
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Thus Belial, with words clothed in reason's garb, counseled ignoble ease, and peaceful sloth, not peace.
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Such sober certainty of waking bliss.
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What can 'scape the eye Of God, all-seeing, or deceive His heart. Omniscient!
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Courtesy which oft is found in lowly sheds, with smoky rafters, than in tapestry halls and courts of princes, where it first was named.
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Taste this, and be henceforth among the Gods thyself a Goddess.
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He alone is worthy of the appellation who either does great things, or teaches how they may be done, or describes them with a suitable majesty when they have been done; but those only are great things which tend to render life more happy, which increase the innocent enjoyments and comforts of existence, or which pave the way to a state of future bliss more permanent and more pure.
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He who freely magnifies what hath been nobly done, and fears not to declares as freely what might be done better, gives ye the best covenant of his fidelity.
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Into this wild abyss, The womb of Nature and perhaps her grave.
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Who shall silence all the airs and madrigals that whisper softness in chambers?
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Or call up him that left half toldThe story of Cambuscan bold.
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Was I deceiv'd, or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night?
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O impotence of mind, in body strong! But what is strength without a double share Of wisdom, vast, unwieldy, burdensome, Proudly secure, yet liable to fall By weakest subtleties, not made to rule, But to subserve where wisdom bears command.
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That practis'd falsehood under saintly shew, Deep malice to conceal, couch'd with revenge.
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Swinges the scaly horror of his folded tail.
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From his lips/Not words alone pleased her.