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Wives are young men’s mistresses,companions for middle age,and old men’s nurses  | 
                                     Francis Bacon | 
                                
                                       
                                
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All pray in their distress  | 
                                      William Blake | 
                                
                                       
                                
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For God’s  shake, hold your tongue and let me love  | 
                                      John Donne | 
                                
                                       
                                
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Beauty is truth,truth bearty  | 
                                     Keats | 
                                
                                       
                                
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Better to reign in hell,than serve in heaven   | 
                                     John Milton | 
                                
                                       
                                
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Just are the ways of God  | 
                                      John Milton | 
                                
                                       
                                
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Death is the golden key that opens the places of eternity  | 
                                      John Milton | 
                                
                                       
                                
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A little learning is a dangerous thing  | 
                                     Alexander Pope | 
                                
                                       
                                
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Charms strike the sight , but merit wins the soul  | 
                                     Alexander Pope | 
                                
                                       
                                
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Fools rush in where angels fear to tread  | 
                                     Alexander Pope |