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Gather the flowers, but spare the buds.
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She with her eyes my heart does bind, She with her voice might captivate my mind.
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Art indeed is long, but life is short.
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How fit is he to sway That can so well obey ("Horatian Ode," 83-84),
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No creature loves an empty space;Their bodies measure out their place.
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the inglorious arts of peace...
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But bowed his comely headDown as upon a bed.
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So much one man can do,That does both act and know.
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An age at least to every part, And the last age should show your heart.
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In busy companies of men.
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Society is all but rude,To this delicious solitude.
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Casting the body's vest aside,My soul into the boughs does glide.
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Love's whole world on us doth wheel.
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Where the remote Bermudas ride,In th' ocean's bosom unespied.
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And all the way, to guide their chime,With falling oars they kept the time.
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