'Tis gone: a thousand such have slipt
Away from my embraces:
And fallen into the dusty crypt
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'Tis gone: a thousand such have slipt
Away from my embraces:
And fallen into the dusty crypt
Of darken'd forms and faces.

Night is the mother of Councels.

Night is the mother of Councels.

Where you thinke there is bacon, there is no Chimney.

Where you thinke there is bacon, there is no Chimney.

Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren
ground--long heath, brown furze, anything.

Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren
ground--long heath, brown furze, anything.

As many men as there are existing, so many are their different
pursuits.

As many men as there are existing, so many are their different
pursuits.

Either wealth is much increased, or moderation is much decayed.

Either wealth is much increased, or moderation is much decayed.

He that studies his content, wants it.

He that studies his content, wants it.

Twice does he live who can enjoy the remembrance of the past.

Twice does he live who can enjoy the remembrance of the past.

To make any gain some outlay is necessary.

To make any gain some outlay is necessary.