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Make hast to an ill way that you may get out of it.
Make hast to an ill way that you may get out of it.
Each must drain
His share of pleasure, share of pain.
Each must drain
His share of pleasure, share of pain.
Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing.
'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
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Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing.
'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
But he that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that which not enriches him
And makes me poor indeed.
The sense of death is most in apprehension.
The sense of death is most in apprehension.
Howe'er it be, it seems to me,
'Tis only noble to be good;
Kind hearts are more read more
Howe'er it be, it seems to me,
'Tis only noble to be good;
Kind hearts are more than coronets,
And simple faith than Norman blood.
Old men, when they scorne young, make much of death.
Old men, when they scorne young, make much of death.
The abuse of cabmen in a block.
The abuse of cabmen in a block.
It so falls out
That what we have we prize not to the worth
Whiles we enjoy read more
It so falls out
That what we have we prize not to the worth
Whiles we enjoy it; but being lacked and lost,
Why, then we rack the value.
