Every Language Is So Full Of Its

If You Have Lived, Take Thankfully The Past. Make, As You Can, The Sweet Remembrance Last.

He Is A Perpetual Fountain Of Good Sense.

As One That Neither Seeks, Nor Shuns His Foe.

Moderate Sorrow Fits Vulgar Love, And For A Vulgar Man: But I Have Lov'd With Such Transcendent Passion, I Soar'd, At First, Quite Out Of Reason's View, And Now Am Lost Above It.

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