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Who has a book of all that monarchs do,
He's more secure to keep it shut than shown;
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Who has a book of all that monarchs do,
He's more secure to keep it shut than shown;
For vice repeated is like the wand'ring wind,
Blows dust in others' eye, to spread itself;
And yet the end of all is bought thus dear,
The breath is gone, and the sore eyes see clear
To stop the air would hurt them.
Vice itself lost half its evil, by losing all its grossness.
Vice itself lost half its evil, by losing all its grossness.
Music is the only sensual pleasure without vice
Music is the only sensual pleasure without vice
We make a ladder for ourselves of our vices, if we trample those
same vices underfoot.
[Lat., De read more
We make a ladder for ourselves of our vices, if we trample those
same vices underfoot.
[Lat., De vitiis nostris scalam nobis facimus, si vitia ipsa
calcamus.]
This is the essential evil of vice, that it debases man.
This is the essential evil of vice, that it debases man.
It is but a step from companionship to slavery when one associates with vice.
It is but a step from companionship to slavery when one associates with vice.
Every vice is only an exaggeration of a necessary and virtuous function.
Every vice is only an exaggeration of a necessary and virtuous function.
Men wish to be saved from the mischiefs of their vices, but not from their vices.
Men wish to be saved from the mischiefs of their vices, but not from their vices.
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!