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Death rides on every passing breeze,
He lurks in every flower.
Death rides on every passing breeze,
He lurks in every flower.
Men at some times are masters of their fates.
Men at some times are masters of their fates.
The more a man denies himself, the more he shall receive from
heaven. Naked, I seek the camp of read more
The more a man denies himself, the more he shall receive from
heaven. Naked, I seek the camp of those who covet nothing.
[Lat., Quanto quisque sibi plura negaverit,
A dis plura feret. Nil cupientium
Nudus castra peto.]
Three helping one another, beare the burthen of sixe.
Three helping one another, beare the burthen of sixe.
Play with a foole at home, and he will play with you in the
market.
Play with a foole at home, and he will play with you in the
market.
Unto the pure all things are pure.
Unto the pure all things are pure.
To ask that which is unjust at the hands of the just, is an
injustice in itself; to expect read more
To ask that which is unjust at the hands of the just, is an
injustice in itself; to expect that which is just from the
unjust, is simple folly.