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We are slow to believe that which, if true, would grieve us.
We are slow to believe that which, if true, would grieve us.
My house, my house, though thou art small, thou art to me the
Escuriall.
My house, my house, though thou art small, thou art to me the
Escuriall.
Bliss itself is not worth having,
If we're by compulsion blest.
Bliss itself is not worth having,
If we're by compulsion blest.
Haste is productive of injury, and so is too much hesitation. He
is the wisest man who does everything read more
Haste is productive of injury, and so is too much hesitation. He
is the wisest man who does everything at the proper time.
None is a foole alwaies, everyone sometimes.
None is a foole alwaies, everyone sometimes.
Whatever charm thou hast, be charming.
Whatever charm thou hast, be charming.
At night, to his own sharp fancies a prey,
He lies like a hedgehog rolled up the wrong way,
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At night, to his own sharp fancies a prey,
He lies like a hedgehog rolled up the wrong way,
Tormenting himself with his prickles.
