Whatever brawls disturb the street There should be peace at home.
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Birds in their little nest agree; and 'Tis a shameful sight, when children of one family fall out, and chide, and fight.
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Death, like an overflowing stream, Sweeps us away: our life's a dream,...
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'Tis the voice of the sluggard; I heard him complain, you have waked me too soon, I must slumber again.
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Do not hover always on the surface of things, nor take up suddenly, with mere appearances; but penetrate into the depth of matters, as far as your time and circumstances allow, especially in those things which relate to your profession.
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Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I, To mourn, and murmur and repine,...
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Do not hover always on the surface of things, nor take up suddenly, with mere appearances but penetrate into the depth of matters, as far as your time and circumstances allow, especially in those things which relate to your profession.
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And while the lamp holds out to burn, The vilest sinner may return.
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For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do.
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My God, my life, my love, To Thee, to Thee I call; I cannot live if Thou remove, For Thou art all in all.
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Do not expect to arrive at certainty in every subject which you pursue. There are a hundred things wherein we mortals. . . must be content with probability, where our best light and reasoning will reach no farther.
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