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We are slow to believe that which, if true, would grieve us.
We are slow to believe that which, if true, would grieve us.
Hee that gives thee a bone, would not have thee die.
Hee that gives thee a bone, would not have thee die.
Neither do men put new wine into old bottles.
Neither do men put new wine into old bottles.
The far-off interest of tears.
The far-off interest of tears.
No check, no stay this streamlet fears:
How merrily it goes!
'Twill murmur on a thousand years,
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No check, no stay this streamlet fears:
How merrily it goes!
'Twill murmur on a thousand years,
And flow as now it flows.
Have more than thou showest,
Speak less than thou knowest.
Have more than thou showest,
Speak less than thou knowest.
That eagle's fate and mine are one,
Which, on the shaft that made him die,
Espied a read more
That eagle's fate and mine are one,
Which, on the shaft that made him die,
Espied a feather of his own,
Wherewith he wont to soar so high.
