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The peasant thanked her with their tears,
When food and clothes were given;
"This is a joy," read more
The peasant thanked her with their tears,
When food and clothes were given;
"This is a joy," the lady said,
"Saints cannot taste in heaven."
Life without a friend is death without a witnesse.
Life without a friend is death without a witnesse.
The absent partie is still faultie.
The absent partie is still faultie.
We hate merit while it is with us; when taken away from our gaze,
we long for it jealously.
We hate merit while it is with us; when taken away from our gaze,
we long for it jealously.
As you sow, so shall you also reap.
As you sow, so shall you also reap.
The bit that one eates, no friend makes.
The bit that one eates, no friend makes.
That least pleases us which is most urged on us.
That least pleases us which is most urged on us.
Everyone is a master and servant.
Everyone is a master and servant.
