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• Then welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand, but go!
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• It is neither wealth nor splendor, but tranquility and occupation, which give happiness.
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• No man can be happy without a friend, nor be sure of his friend until he is unhappy.
  -- Thomas Fulle...
• One morn I miss'd him on the custom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his fav'rite tree
  Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he....
• Neither a panhandler nor a Laplander be.
• He that had neyther been kith nor kin Might have seen a full fayre sight.
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