Blest tears of soul-felt penitence!
In whose benign, redeeming flow
Is felt the first, the only sense
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Blest tears of soul-felt penitence!
In whose benign, redeeming flow
Is felt the first, the only sense
Of guiltless joy that guilt can know.

Is there a man whose judgment clear
Can others teach the course to steer,
Yet runs himself read more

Is there a man whose judgment clear
Can others teach the course to steer,
Yet runs himself life's mad career,
Wild as the wave?

He that hath little is the lesse durtie.

He that hath little is the lesse durtie.

All things deteriorate in time.

All things deteriorate in time.

An undying hatred, and a wound never to be healed.

An undying hatred, and a wound never to be healed.

Covetousnesse breaks the bag.

Covetousnesse breaks the bag.

Proverbs like the sacred books of each nation, are the sanctuary
of the intuitions.

Proverbs like the sacred books of each nation, are the sanctuary
of the intuitions.

An honest tale speeds best being plainly told.

An honest tale speeds best being plainly told.

I do not sacrifice, but lend myself to business.

I do not sacrifice, but lend myself to business.