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    How calm, how beautiful comes on
    The stilly hour, when storms are gone!
    When warring winds have died away,
    And clouds, beneath the glancing ray,
    Melt off, and leave the land and sea
    Sleeping in bright tranquillity.

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In a great River great fish are found, but take heede, lest you
bee drowned.

In a great River great fish are found, but take heede, lest you
bee drowned.

by George Herbert Found in: General Sayings,
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The robber and the cautious traveller alike are girded with the
sword; the one uses it as a means read more

The robber and the cautious traveller alike are girded with the
sword; the one uses it as a means of attack, the other as a means
of defence.

by Unknown Found in: General Sayings,
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Who praiseth Saint Peter, doth not blame Saint Paul.

Who praiseth Saint Peter, doth not blame Saint Paul.

by George Herbert Found in: General Sayings,
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A kindness spontaneously offered to him who needs it, is doubly
gratifying.

A kindness spontaneously offered to him who needs it, is doubly
gratifying.

by Jonathan Swift Found in: General Sayings,
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The Law is not the same at morning and at night.

The Law is not the same at morning and at night.

by George Herbert Found in: General Sayings,
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It's more paine to doe nothing then something.

It's more paine to doe nothing then something.

by George Herbert Found in: General Sayings,
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Spies are the ears and eyes of Princes.

Spies are the ears and eyes of Princes.

by George Herbert Found in: General Sayings,
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Chill penury repressed their noble rage,
And froze the genial current of the soul.

Chill penury repressed their noble rage,
And froze the genial current of the soul.

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Men at some time are masters of their fates.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not is our stars,
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Men at some time are masters of their fates.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not is our stars,
But in ourselves, that we are underlings.

by William Shakespeare Found in: General Sayings,
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