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Bliss itself is not worth having,
If we're by compulsion blest.
Bliss itself is not worth having,
If we're by compulsion blest.
Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And out hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled read more
Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And out hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.
He who sings the praises of his boyhood's days.
He who sings the praises of his boyhood's days.
An angry man, when he returns to reason, will be again angry with
himself.
An angry man, when he returns to reason, will be again angry with
himself.
Loveliness
Needs not the foreign aid of ornament,
But is, when unadorn'd, adorn'd the most.
Loveliness
Needs not the foreign aid of ornament,
But is, when unadorn'd, adorn'd the most.
Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace.
Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace.
This oiled and curled Assyrian bull,
Smelling of musk and of insolence.
This oiled and curled Assyrian bull,
Smelling of musk and of insolence.
Not a long day, but a good heart rids worke.
Not a long day, but a good heart rids worke.