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    There be three things which are too wonderful for me, yea, four
    which I know not:
    The way of an eagle in the air; the way of a serpent upon a rock;
    the way of a ship in the midst of the sea; and the way of a man
    with a maid.

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Vertue never growes old.

Vertue never growes old.

by George Herbert Found in: General Sayings,
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Fight thou with shafts of silver, and o'ercome
When no force else can get the masterdom.

Fight thou with shafts of silver, and o'ercome
When no force else can get the masterdom.

by Robert Herrick Found in: General Sayings,
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A friend should bear a friend's infirmities.

A friend should bear a friend's infirmities.

by William Shakespeare Found in: General Sayings,
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Ah, happy years, once more who would not be a boy!

Ah, happy years, once more who would not be a boy!

by John Byrom Found in: General Sayings,
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The chiefe disease that raignes this yeare is folly.

The chiefe disease that raignes this yeare is folly.

by George Herbert Found in: General Sayings,
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Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and read more

Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.

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'Tis pleasant to stand on shore and watch others labouring in a
stormy sea.

'Tis pleasant to stand on shore and watch others labouring in a
stormy sea.

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Men of different tastes have different pursuits.

Men of different tastes have different pursuits.

by Unknown Found in: General Sayings,
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Look here, he cries (to give him words):
Thou feathered clay, thou scum of birds!
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Look here, he cries (to give him words):
Thou feathered clay, thou scum of birds!
Look here, thou vile, predestined sinner,
Doomed to be roasted for a dinner.

by Aaron Hill Found in: General Sayings,
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