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Lo, where huge London, huger day by day,O'er six fair counties spreads its hideous sway.
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And Clara dies that Claribel may dance.
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Know, Nature, like the cuckoo, laughs at law,Placing her eggs in whatso nest she will.
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Friendship, 'tis said, is love without his wings,And friendship, sir, is sweet enough for me.
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Death is the looking-glass of life whereinEach man may scan the aspect of his deeds.
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Your logic may be good,But dialectics never saved a soul.
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Never fear to weep;To keep it fresh and green.
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Who loves his country never forfeits heaven.
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Life seems like a haunted wood, where we tremble and crouch and cry.
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faded smiles oft linger in the face,While grief's first flakes fall silent on the head!
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Love and naughtiness are always in their teens.
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Omit death's certain sharpness, life would lackThe salt that lends it savour.
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Death is master of lord and clown.Close the coffin and hammer it down.
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Public opinion is no more than this,What people think that other people think.
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Who once has doubted never quite believes.
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Who once believed will never wholly doubt.
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He is dead already who doth not feelLife is worth living still.
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'Tis a worldWhere all is bought, and nothing's worth the price.
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Towns can be trusted to corrupt themselves.
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The Devil is an echoOf search unsatisfied.
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There is no office in this needful worldBut dignifies the doer if done well.
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Why should you,Because the world is foolish, not be wise?
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No one can rightly call his garden his own unless he himself made it.
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E]xclusiveness in a garden is a mistake as great as it is in society.
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H]e who saves an ancient tree does better even than he who plants a new one.
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Whatever else he may do, a critic reveals and criticises himself.
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A writer cannot take his occupation too seriously. He cannot take himself too lightly.
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Men preach Philosophy, women practise it.
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All imitation is exaggeration.
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Hospitality should be accidental, spontaneous, and impulsive, not pre-arranged and calculated.
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Doth logic in the lily hide,And where's the reason in the rose?
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Repress your antipathies, cultivate your sympathies.
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Women are more frequently charming than men, because they are less self-conscious.
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