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.
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One big vice in a man is apt to keep out a great many smaller ones.
One big vice in a man is apt to keep out a great many smaller ones.
The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us.
The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us.
Times change. The vices of your age are stylish today.
Times change. The vices of your age are stylish today.
Many without punishment, none without sin.
Many without punishment, none without sin.
I prefer an interesting vice to a virtue that bores
I prefer an interesting vice to a virtue that bores
Nurse one vice in your bosom. Give it the attention it deserves and let your virtues spring p modestly around read more
Nurse one vice in your bosom. Give it the attention it deserves and let your virtues spring p modestly around it. Then you'll have the miser who's no liar; and the drunkard who's the benefactor of the whole city.
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.
Music is the only sensual pleasure without vice
Music is the only sensual pleasure without vice
