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Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.
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Beaten paths are for beaten men.
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Wise men ne'er sit and wail their loss,But cheerly seek how to redress their harms.
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But over all things brooding sleptThe quiet sense of something lost.
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Things that are not at all, are never lost.
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What's saved affordsNo indication of what's lost.
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A wise man loses nothing, if he but save himself.
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That puts it not unto the touchTo win or lose it all.
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