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Alas! poor human nature, pity, if hard pressed, degenerates into contempt. - [Pity] Beauty intoxicates the eye, as wine does the body; both are morally fatal if indulged. - [Beauty] If you would be pungent, be brief, for it is with words as with sunbeams the more they are condensed, the deeper they burn. - [Style] Order is the primary regulation of the celestial regions. - [Order] A very man--not one of nature's clods-- With human failings, whether saint or sinner: Endowed perhaps with genius from the gods But apt to take his temper from his dinner. - About Husbands [Eating] Long pains are light ones, Cruel ones are brief! - Compensation [Compensation] "God bless the man who first invented sleep!" So Sancho Panza said and so say I; And bless him, also, that he didn't keep His great discovery to himself, nor try To make it,--as the lucky fellow might-- A close monopoly by patent-right. - Early Rising [Sleep] Yes; bless the man who first invented sleep (I really can't avoid the iteration): But blast the man with curses loud and deep, Whate'er the rascal's name or age or station, Who first invented, and went round advertising That artificial cut-off--Early Rising. - Early Rising [Sleep] Old Care has a mortgage on every estate, And that's what you pay for the wealth that you get. - Gifts of the Gods [Care] I'm growing fonder of my staff; I'm growing dimmer in my eyes; I'm growing fainter in my laugh; I'm growing deeper in my sighs; I'm growing careless of my dress; I'm growing frugal of my gold; I'm growing wise; I'm growing--yes,-- I'm growing old. - I'm Growing Old [Age] Again I hear that creaking step!-- He's rapping at the door! Too well I know the boding sound That ushers in a bore. - My Familiar [Bores] He says a thousand pleasant things,-- But never says "Adieu." - My Familiar [Bores] Young gentlemen, pray recollect, if you please, Not to make appointments near mulberry trees. Should your mistress be missing, it shows a weak head To be stabbing yourself, till you know she is dead. Young ladies, you should not go strolling about When your ancient mammas don't know you are out; And remember that accidents often befall From kissing young fellows through holes in the wall! - Pyramus and Thisbe [Kisses] I will touch My mouth unto the leaves, caressingly; And so wilt thou. Thus, from these lips of mine My message will go kissingly to thine, With more than Fancy's load of luxury, And prove a true love-letter. - Sonnet (With a Letter) [Post] All things of beauty are not theirs alone Who hold the fee; but unto him no less Who can enjoy, than unto them who own, Are sweetest uses given to possess. - The Beautiful [Beauty] Tom Goodwin was an actor-man, Old Drury's pride and boast, In all the light and spritely parts, Especially the ghost. - The Ghost Player [Acting] Nay, tarry a moment, my charming girl; Here is a jewel of gold and pearl; A beautiful cross it is I ween As ever on beauty's breast was seen; There's nothing at all but love to pay; Take it and wear it, but only stay! Ah! Sir Hunter, what excellent taste! I'm not--in such--particular--haste. - The Hunter and the Milkmaid, translated [Jewels] At Learning's fountain it is sweet to drink, But 'tis a nobler privilege to think. - The Library [Thought] I love vast libraries; yet there is a doubt, If one be better with them or without,-- Unless he use them wisely, and, indeed, Knows the high art of what and how to read. - The Library [Libraries] 'Tis well to borrow from the good and the great; 'Tis wise to learn: 'tis God-like to create! - The Library [Libraries] Golden hair, like sunlight streaming On the marble of her shoulder. - The Lover's Vision (st. 3) [Hair] But her voice is still living immortal, The same you have frequently heard, In your rambles in valleys and forests, Repeating your ultimate word. - The Story of Echo [Echo] Say, what is life? 'Tis to be born, A helpless Babe, to greet the light With a sharp wail, as if the morn Foretold a cloudy noon and night; To weep, to sleep, and weep again, With sunny smiles between; and then? - The Story of Life [Life] Give me kisses! Nay, 'tis true I am just as rich as you; And for every kiss I owe, I can pay you back, you know. Kiss me, then, Every moment, and again. - To Lesbia [Kisses]
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