I talk of cheese, you of chalk.

I talk of cheese, you of chalk.

Such pains they take to look pretty.

Such pains they take to look pretty.

Think nought a trifle, though it small appear;
Small sands the mountain, moments make the year,
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Think nought a trifle, though it small appear;
Small sands the mountain, moments make the year,
And trifles life.

O, what a world of vile ill-favored faults
Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year.

O, what a world of vile ill-favored faults
Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year.

Great strokes make not sweete musick.

Great strokes make not sweete musick.

Whatever charm thou hast, be charming.

Whatever charm thou hast, be charming.

Their own death accompanies the wound they inflict.

Their own death accompanies the wound they inflict.

It is but a small merit to observe silence, but it is a grave
fault to speak of matters read more

It is but a small merit to observe silence, but it is a grave
fault to speak of matters on which we should be silent.

But ask not thou if happiness be there,
If the loud laugh disguise convulsive throe,
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But ask not thou if happiness be there,
If the loud laugh disguise convulsive throe,
Or if the brow the heart's true livery wear.