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He who doubts from what he sees Will ne'er believe, do what you please.
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When the voices of children are heard on the green And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at rest within my breast And everything else is still.
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A dog starved at his master's gate Predicts the ruin of the state.
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A robin redbreast in a cage Puts all heaven in a rage.
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O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors: The north is thine; there hast thou build thy dark, Deep-founded habitation. Shake not thy roofs, Nor bend thy pillars with thine iron car.
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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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The spirits of the air live on the smells Of fruit; and joy, with pinions light, roves round The gardens, or sits singing in the trees.
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Sleep, sleep, beauty bright,Dreaming o'er the joys of night.Sleep, sleep: in thy sleepLittle sorrows sit and weep.
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Bring me an axe and spade, Bring me a winding-sheet; When I my grave have made Let winds and tempests beat: Then down I'll lie as cold as clay. True love doth pass away!
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Exuberance is beauty.
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Does a firm persuasion that a thing is so, make it so?
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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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Hindsight is a wonderful thing but foresight is better, especially when it comes to saving life, or some pain!
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Knowledge is Life with wings.
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General knowledges are those knowledges that idiots possess.
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He who would do good to another must do it in minute particulars.
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Every man who is not an artist is a traitor to his own nature.
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Every thing possible to be believ'd is an image of truth.
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We are here to learn to endure the beams of love.
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I see through my eyes, not with them.
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Mutual forgiveness of each vice. Such are the Gates of Paradise.
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There can be no Good Will. Will is always Evil; it is persecution to others or selfishness.
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Man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern.
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Innate ideas are in every man, born with him; they are truly himself. The man who says that we have no innate ideas must be a fool and knave, having no conscience or innate science.