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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.
O how full of briars is this working-day world.
O how full of briars is this working-day world.
Nothing stings us so bitterly as the loss of money.
Nothing stings us so bitterly as the loss of money.
A feeble dart short of its mark.
A feeble dart short of its mark.
The chiefe disease that raignes this yeare is folly.
The chiefe disease that raignes this yeare is folly.
Sufferance is the badge of all our tribe.
Sufferance is the badge of all our tribe.
Her pretty action did outsell her gift,
And yet enriched it too. She gave it me and said
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Her pretty action did outsell her gift,
And yet enriched it too. She gave it me and said
She prized it once.
The faults of our neighbours with freedom we blame,
But tax not ourselves, though we practise the same.
The faults of our neighbours with freedom we blame,
But tax not ourselves, though we practise the same.
Your thoughts close, and your countenance loose.
Your thoughts close, and your countenance loose.
