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For ever will I sleep, while poor maids cry, Alas, for pity stay, And let us die With thee, men cannot mock us in the clay.
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Bid her paint till day of doom, To this favour she must come....
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All confidence which is not absolute and entire, is dangerous. There are few occasions but where a man ought either to say all, or conceal all; for, how little so ever you have revealed of your secret to a friend, you have already said too much if you think it not safe to make him privy to all particulars.
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Away delights, go seek some other dwelling, For I must die:
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The true way to gain much, is never to desire to gain too much.
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