Blest tears of soul-felt penitence!
In whose benign, redeeming flow
Is felt the first, the only sense
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Blest tears of soul-felt penitence!
In whose benign, redeeming flow
Is felt the first, the only sense
Of guiltless joy that guilt can know.

The Chollerick drinkes, the Melancholick eats, the Flegmatick
sleepes.

The Chollerick drinkes, the Melancholick eats, the Flegmatick
sleepes.

Hope is the poore mans bread.

Hope is the poore mans bread.

Every epigram should resemble a bee; it should have sting, honey,
and brevity.

Every epigram should resemble a bee; it should have sting, honey,
and brevity.

When men grow virtuous in their old age they are merely making a
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When men grow virtuous in their old age they are merely making a
sacrifice to God of the devil's leavings.

Let me play the fool;
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.

Let me play the fool;
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.

Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep.

Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep.

We plough the sand on the sea shore.

We plough the sand on the sea shore.

Withdraw thy foot from thy neighbour's house; lest he be weary of
thee, and so hate thee.

Withdraw thy foot from thy neighbour's house; lest he be weary of
thee, and so hate thee.