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Poor Peggy hawks nosegays from street to street
Till--think of that who find life so sweet!--
She read more
Poor Peggy hawks nosegays from street to street
Till--think of that who find life so sweet!--
She hates the smell of roses!
No greater grief than to remember days
Of joy when misery is at hand.
No greater grief than to remember days
Of joy when misery is at hand.
He has hay upon his horn. [He is a mischievous person.]
He has hay upon his horn. [He is a mischievous person.]
A loss, of which we are ignorant, is no loss.
A loss, of which we are ignorant, is no loss.
A noble plant suites not with a stubborne ground.
A noble plant suites not with a stubborne ground.
Castles are Forrests of stones.
Castles are Forrests of stones.
Those, that with haste will make a mighty fire,
Begin it with weak straws.
Those, that with haste will make a mighty fire,
Begin it with weak straws.
It is a disgrace to say one thing and think another; but how much
more disgraceful to write one read more
It is a disgrace to say one thing and think another; but how much
more disgraceful to write one thing and think another!
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all.
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all.
