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Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing.
'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
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Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing.
'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
But he that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that which not enriches him
And makes me poor indeed.
The battle is over when the foe has fallen.
The battle is over when the foe has fallen.
The strongest and the fiercest spirit
That fought in heaven, now fiercer by despair.
The strongest and the fiercest spirit
That fought in heaven, now fiercer by despair.
Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turn'd,
Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turn'd,
Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
We should all endure our own grievances rather than detract from
the comforts of others.
We should all endure our own grievances rather than detract from
the comforts of others.
Princes are venison in Heaven.
Princes are venison in Heaven.
She acquires momentum as she advances. [The progress of Fame or
Rumour.]
She acquires momentum as she advances. [The progress of Fame or
Rumour.]
A faire death honours the whole life.
A faire death honours the whole life.
Sorrow concealed, like an oven stopp'd,
Doth burn the heart to cinders, where it is.
Sorrow concealed, like an oven stopp'd,
Doth burn the heart to cinders, where it is.
