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Life is an incurable disease.
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Beauty, thou wild fantastic apeWho dost in every country change thy shape!
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Ev'en Thou my breast with such blest rage inspire,As mov'd the tuneful strings of Davids Lyre
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Unable to corrupt, seek to destroy;And where their Poysons miss, the Sword employ.
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He saw the beauties of his shape and face,His female sweetness, and his manly grace
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Nothing is there to come, and nothing past,But an eternal now does always last.
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An harmless flaming meteor shone for hair,And fell adown his shoulders with loose care.
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Thus each extream to equal danger tends,Plenty as well as Want can separate Friends;
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Fond archer, Hope! who tak'st thy aim so far,That still or short, or wide thine arrows are!
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Why to mute fish should'st thou thyself discoverAnd not to me, thy no less silent lover?
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