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Thy pride is but the prologue of thy shame where vain-glory commands, there folly counsels where pride rides, there shame lackeys.

Francis Quarles

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Francis Quarles
Age: 52 †
Born: 1592
Born: May 8
Died: 1644
Died: September 8
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Havering
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Vain
Lackeys
Shame
Prologue
Glory
Counsels
Pride
Rides
Commands
Folly
Vanity

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