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Who has a book of all that monarchs do,
He's more secure to keep it shut than shown;
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Who has a book of all that monarchs do,
He's more secure to keep it shut than shown;
For vice repeated is like the wand'ring wind,
Blows dust in others' eye, to spread itself;
And yet the end of all is bought thus dear,
The breath is gone, and the sore eyes see clear
To stop the air would hurt them.
We are double-edged blades, and every time we whet our virtue the return stroke straps our vice.
We are double-edged blades, and every time we whet our virtue the return stroke straps our vice.
The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us.
The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us.
He hadn't a single redeeming vice.
He hadn't a single redeeming vice.
And last the Vice and Follies of the Age.
And last the Vice and Follies of the Age.
The heart resolves this matter in a trice,
"Men only feel the smart, but not the vice."
The heart resolves this matter in a trice,
"Men only feel the smart, but not the vice."
Music is the only sensual pleasure without vice
Music is the only sensual pleasure without vice
Vices are often habits rather than passions.
Vices are often habits rather than passions.
Many without punishment, none without sin.
Many without punishment, none without sin.
