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Immediate are the acts of God, more swift than time or motion.
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I hate when vice can bolt her arguments, And virtue has no tongue to check her pride.
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Have hungMy dank and dropping weedsTo the stern god of sea.
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He who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things ought himself to be a true poem.
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The very essence of truth is plainness and brightness; the darkness and crookedness is our own. The wisdom of God created understanding, fit and proportionable to truth, the object and end of it, as the eye to the thing visible. If our understanding have a film of ignorance over it, or be blear with gazing on other false glitterings, what is that to truth?
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Awake, arise or be for ever fall’n.
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To be blind is not miserable; not to be able to bear blindness, that is miserable.
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... then there was war in heaven. But it was not angels. It was that small golden zeppelin, like a long oval world, high up. It seemed as if the cosmic order were gone, as if there had come a new order, a new heavens above us: and as if the world in anger were trying to revoke it.
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God sure esteems the growth and completing of one virtuous person, more that the restraint of ten vicious.
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Freely we serve, Because we freely love, as in our will To love or not; in this we stand or fall.
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To live a life half dead, a living death.
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Impostor; do not charge most innocent Nature, As if she would her children should be riotous With her abundance; she, good cateress, Means her provision only to the good, That live according to her sober laws, And holy dictate of spare temperance.
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The low'ring element Scowls o'er the darken'd landscape.
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Men of most renowned virtue have sometimes by transgressing most truly kept the law.
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One sip of this will bathe the drooping spirits in delight, beyond the bliss of dreams.
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No institution which does not continually test its ideals, techniques and measure of accomplishment can claim real vitality.
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I fled, and cry'd out, Death; Hell trembled at the hideous name, and sigh'd From all her caves, and back resounded, Death.
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For books are as meats and viands are; some of good, some of evil sub-stance.
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Sport, that wrinkled Care derides,And Laughter, holding both his sides.Come, and trip it, as you go.On the light fantastic toe.
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So dear I love him, that with him, all deaths I could endure, without him, live no life.
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How charming is divine philosophy! Not harsh and crabb...
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Solitude is sometimes best society.
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Her silent course advance With inoffensive pace, that spinning sleeps On her soft axle.
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Where there is much desire to learn, there of necessity will be much arguing, much writing, for opinion in good men is but knowledge in the making.