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Oh! why was I born with a different face? why was I not born like the rest of my race? when I look,each one starts! when I speak, I offend; then Im silent & passive & lose every friend. Then my verse I dishonour, my pictures despise, my person degrade & my temper chastise; and the pen is my terror, the pencil my shame; all my talents I bury, and dead is my fame. Im either too low or too highly prized; when elate I m envy'd, when meek Im despis'd.
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If the lion was advised by the fox, he would be cunning.
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Does a firm persuasion that a thing is so, make it so?
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How have you left the ancient love That bards of old enjoyed in you! The languid strings do scarcely move! The sound is forced, the notes are few!
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When the stars threw down their spears, and watered heaven with their tears, did he smile his work to see? Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
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Always be ready to speak your mind, and a base man will avoid you.
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Truth can never be told so as to be understood and not be believed.
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Wisdom is sold in a desolate marketplace where none can come to buy.
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Energy is the only life, and is from the body; and reason is the bound or outward circumference of energy. Energy is eternal delight.
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O God, protect me from my friends, that they have not power over me. Thou hast giv'n me power to protect myself from thy bitterest enemies.
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We are here to learn to endure the beams of love.
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Time is the mercy of Eternity; without Time's swiftness Which is the swiftest of all things, all were eternal torment.
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Life delights in life.
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Ah, sunflower, weary of time, Who countest the steps of the sun, Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the traveller's journey is done; Where the youth pined away with desire And the pale virgin shrouded in snow Arise from their graves, and aspire Where my sunflower wishes to go.
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If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.
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The most sublime act is to set another before you.
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He who sees the Infinite in all things sees God.
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The mocker of Art is the mocker of Jesus.
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Mercy, pity, and peace, Are the world's release.
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To see a world in a grain of sand and a heaven in a wildflower.
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Little fly, thy summer's play My thoughtless hand has brushed away. Am not I a fly like thee? Or art not thou a man like me? For I dance and drink and sing, Till some blind hand shall brush my wing!
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Let every Christian, as much as in him lies, engage himself openly and publicly, before all the World, in some mental pursuit for the Building up of Jerusalem.
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The Goddess Fortune is the devil's servant, ready to kiss any one's ass.
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The tigers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.