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She loved me for the dangers I had passed,
And I loved her for having pitied them.
She loved me for the dangers I had passed,
And I loved her for having pitied them.
Who hath no hast in his businesse, mountaines to him seeme
valleys.
Who hath no hast in his businesse, mountaines to him seeme
valleys.
Night is the mother of Councels.
Night is the mother of Councels.
Between the businesse of life and the day of death, a space ought
to be interposed.
Between the businesse of life and the day of death, a space ought
to be interposed.
A far greater warfare lies hidden under this assumed peace.
A far greater warfare lies hidden under this assumed peace.
The thread breakes, where it is weakest.
The thread breakes, where it is weakest.
The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new,
And hope is brightest when it dawns from fears;
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The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new,
And hope is brightest when it dawns from fears;
The rose is sweetest wash'd with morning dew,
And love is loveliest when embalm'd in tears.
And with them words of so sweet breath composed
As made the things more rich.
And with them words of so sweet breath composed
As made the things more rich.
He that hath but one eye, must bee afraid to lose it.
He that hath but one eye, must bee afraid to lose it.
