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The sweetest honey
Is loathsome in his own deliciousness.
The sweetest honey
Is loathsome in his own deliciousness.
Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
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Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!
Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd,
As home his footsteps he hath turn'd,
From wandering on a foreign strand!
He that lives well sees a farre off.
He that lives well sees a farre off.
Hee that hath right, feares; he that hath wrong, hopes.
Hee that hath right, feares; he that hath wrong, hopes.
Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace.
Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace.
For 'tis not good that children should know any wickedness.
For 'tis not good that children should know any wickedness.
The March sunne raises but dissolves not.
The March sunne raises but dissolves not.
Whither, O god of wine, art thou hurrying me, whilst under thy
all-powerful influence?
Whither, O god of wine, art thou hurrying me, whilst under thy
all-powerful influence?
If music be the food of love, play on.
If music be the food of love, play on.
