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Everyone has his besetting sin.
Everyone has his besetting sin.
How fallen, how changed
From him, who, in the happy realms of light,
Clothed with transcendent brightness, read more
How fallen, how changed
From him, who, in the happy realms of light,
Clothed with transcendent brightness, didst outshine
Myriads, though bright.
When age is jocond it makes sport for death.
When age is jocond it makes sport for death.
With no more sign of wisdom than a beard.
With no more sign of wisdom than a beard.
Fiction intended to please, should resemble truth as much as
possible.
Fiction intended to please, should resemble truth as much as
possible.
Think, ye may buy the joys o'er dear,
Remember Tam o'Shanter's mare.
Think, ye may buy the joys o'er dear,
Remember Tam o'Shanter's mare.
The slow, sweet hours that bring us all things good.
The slow, sweet hours that bring us all things good.
Talke much and erre much, saies the Spanyard.
Talke much and erre much, saies the Spanyard.
