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An undying hatred, and a wound never to be healed.
An undying hatred, and a wound never to be healed.
The arrow will not always find the mark intended.
The arrow will not always find the mark intended.
Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise,
(That last infirmity of noble mind)
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Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise,
(That last infirmity of noble mind)
To scorn delights, and live laborious days;
But the fair guerdon when we hope to find,
And think to burst out into sudden blaze,
Comes the blind Fury with th' abhorred shears,
And slits the thin-spun life.
The chiefe boxe of health is time.
The chiefe boxe of health is time.
The life of spies is to know, not bee known.
The life of spies is to know, not bee known.
O I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part, sir,
of myself, and what remains is read more
O I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part, sir,
of myself, and what remains is bestial.
I have been a soldier,
Till the helm hath worn those aged temples bare.
I have been a soldier,
Till the helm hath worn those aged temples bare.
Who could tell such a story with dry eyes?
Who could tell such a story with dry eyes?
Sit in your place and none can make you rise.
Sit in your place and none can make you rise.
