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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.
Our faith comes in moments; our vice is habitual.
Our faith comes in moments; our vice is habitual.
Vice knows she's ugly, so puts on her mask
Vice knows she's ugly, so puts on her mask
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?
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.
And last the Vice and Follies of the Age.
And last the Vice and Follies of the Age.
Vices are often habits rather than passions.
Vices are often habits rather than passions.
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.
Search others for their virtues, thy self for thy vices
Search others for their virtues, thy self for thy vices
