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Or will you think, my friend, your bus'ness done
When, of a hundred thorns, you pull out one.
Or will you think, my friend, your bus'ness done
When, of a hundred thorns, you pull out one.
Pride is innate in beauty, and haughtiness is the companion of
the fair.
Pride is innate in beauty, and haughtiness is the companion of
the fair.
Glory comes too late when we are nought but ashes.
Glory comes too late when we are nought but ashes.
But, Clifford, tell me, didst thou never hear,
That things ill got had ever bad success?
But, Clifford, tell me, didst thou never hear,
That things ill got had ever bad success?
A loss, of which we are ignorant, is no loss.
A loss, of which we are ignorant, is no loss.
He who has enough for his wants should desire nothing more.
He who has enough for his wants should desire nothing more.
You will be melancholy, if you are solitary.
You will be melancholy, if you are solitary.