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    We hold our greyhound in our hand,
    Our falcon on our glove;
    But where shall we find leash, or band,
    For dame that loves to rove?

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Marriage is a feast where the grace is sometimes better than the
dinner.

Marriage is a feast where the grace is sometimes better than the
dinner.

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You betray your own failing if you cannot bear with the fault of
a friend.

You betray your own failing if you cannot bear with the fault of
a friend.

by Unknown Found in: General Sayings,
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Threatned men eat bread, says the Spaniard.

Threatned men eat bread, says the Spaniard.

by George Herbert Found in: General Sayings,
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But who would scorn the month of June,
Because December with his breath so hoary,
Must come? read more

But who would scorn the month of June,
Because December with his breath so hoary,
Must come? Much rather should he court the ray,
To hoard up warmth against a wintry day.

by John Byrom Found in: General Sayings,
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Or will you think, my friend, your bus'ness done
When, of a hundred thorns, you pull out one.

Or will you think, my friend, your bus'ness done
When, of a hundred thorns, you pull out one.

by Robert Pollok Found in: General Sayings,
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A pound of idleness weighs twenty ounces.

A pound of idleness weighs twenty ounces.

by Unknown Found in: General Sayings,
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The same dish cooked over and over again wears out the irksome
life of the teacher.

The same dish cooked over and over again wears out the irksome
life of the teacher.

by Unknown Found in: General Sayings,
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A Tyrant is most tyrant to himselfe.

A Tyrant is most tyrant to himselfe.

by George Herbert Found in: General Sayings,
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To his tuned spirit the wild heather-bells
Ring Sabbath knells;
The sod's a cushion for his pious read more

To his tuned spirit the wild heather-bells
Ring Sabbath knells;
The sod's a cushion for his pious want,
And, consecrated by the heaven within it,
The sky-blue pool a font.

by Aaron Hill Found in: General Sayings,
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