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Pleasure And Action Make The Hours Seem Short.

Do You Not Know I Am A Woman? When I Think, I Must Speak.

Why, All Delights Are Vain, But That Most Vain Which, With Pain Purchased, Doth Inherit Pain: As, Painfully To Pore Upon A Book, To Seek The Light Of Truth, Which Truth The While Doth Falsely Blind The Eyesight Of His Look.

As Good Luck Would Have It.

Slander Lives Upon Succession, For Ever Housed Where It Gets Possession.