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Ne'er blush'd, unless, in spreading vice's snares,
She blunder'd on some virtue unawares.
Ne'er blush'd, unless, in spreading vice's snares,
She blunder'd on some virtue unawares.
O, what a mansion have those vices got
Which for their habitation chose out thee,
Where beauty's read more
O, what a mansion have those vices got
Which for their habitation chose out thee,
Where beauty's veil doth cover every blot
And all things turns to fair that eyes can see!
Vice is a monster of so frightful mien,
As to be hated need but to be seen;
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Vice is a monster of so frightful mien,
As to be hated need but to be seen;
Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face,
We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Our faith comes in moments; our vice is habitual.
Our faith comes in moments; our vice is habitual.
We are double-edged blades, and every time we whet our virtue the return stroke straps our vice.
We are double-edged blades, and every time we whet our virtue the return stroke straps our vice.
Vices of the time; vices of the man.
[Lat., Vitia temporis; vitia hominis.]
Vices of the time; vices of the man.
[Lat., Vitia temporis; vitia hominis.]
Those vices [luxury and neglect of decent manners] are vices of
men, not of the times.
[Lat., Hominum read more
Those vices [luxury and neglect of decent manners] are vices of
men, not of the times.
[Lat., Hominum sunt ista [vitia], non temporum.
Vice itself lost half its evil, by losing all its grossness.
Vice itself lost half its evil, by losing all its grossness.
Virtue, I grant you, is an empty boast;
But shall the dignity of vice be lost?
Virtue, I grant you, is an empty boast;
But shall the dignity of vice be lost?
