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What loss feels he that wots not what he loses?
What loss feels he that wots not what he loses?
Love is the true price of love.
Love is the true price of love.
This even-handed justice
Commends th' ingredience of our poisoned chalice
To our own lips.
This even-handed justice
Commends th' ingredience of our poisoned chalice
To our own lips.
What boots it on the lineal tree to trace
Through many a branch the founders of our race.
What boots it on the lineal tree to trace
Through many a branch the founders of our race.
Ease and honour are seldom bed-fellows.
Ease and honour are seldom bed-fellows.
To tame the proud, the fetter'd slave to free,
These are imperial arts.
To tame the proud, the fetter'd slave to free,
These are imperial arts.
The tongue is the worst part of a bad servant.
The tongue is the worst part of a bad servant.
