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Who can love the man he fears. or by who he thinks he is himself
feared?
Who can love the man he fears. or by who he thinks he is himself
feared?
For man is man, and master of his fate.
For man is man, and master of his fate.
His eyes
Were with his heart. and that was far away.
His eyes
Were with his heart. and that was far away.
So honour peereth in the meanest habit.
So honour peereth in the meanest habit.
Hee that labours and thrives spins gold.
Hee that labours and thrives spins gold.
Love makes all hard hearts gentle.
Love makes all hard hearts gentle.
Every epigram should resemble a bee; it should have sting, honey,
and brevity.
Every epigram should resemble a bee; it should have sting, honey,
and brevity.
Swiftly our pleasures glide away,
Our hearts recall the distant day
With many sighs.
Swiftly our pleasures glide away,
Our hearts recall the distant day
With many sighs.
