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To friendship every burden's light.
John Gay
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John Gay
Age: 47 †
Born: 1685
Born: June 30
Died: 1732
Died: December 4
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What will not luxury taste? Earth, sea, and air, Are daily ransack'd for the bill of fare. Blood stuffed in skins is British Christians' food, And France robs marshes of the croaking brood.
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Can you support the expense of a husband, hussy, in gaming, drinking and whoring? Have you money enough to carry on the daily quarrels of man and wife about who shall squander most?
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Envy's a sharper spur than pay.
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Fair is the marigold, for pottage meet.
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Can love be controll'd by advice?
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Man may escape from rope and gun Nay, some have outlived the doctor's pill: Who takes a woman must be undone, That basilisk is sure to kill. The fly that sips treacle is lost in the sweets, So he that tastes woman, woman, woman, He that tastes woman, ruin meets.
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Sure men were born to lie, and women to believe them!
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Nor love, not honor, wealth nor power, can give the heart a cheerful hour when health is lost. Be timely wise With health all taste of pleasure flies.
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No retreat. No retreat. They must conquer or die who've no retreat.
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If the heart of a man is depressed with cares, The mist is dispelled when a woman appears.
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Fair is the kingcup that in meadow blows, Fair is the daisy that beside her grows.
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Whence is thy learning? Hath thy toil O'er books consumed the midnight oil?
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To shoot at crows is powder flung away.
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Around the steel no tortur'd worm shall twine, No blood of living insect stain my line Let me, less cruel, cast the feather'd hook, With pliant rod athwart the pebbled brook, Silent along the mazy margin stray, And with the fur-wrought fly delude the prey.
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A man is always afraid of a woman that loves him too much
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Fair words cost nothing.
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In beauty faults conspicuous grow The smallest speck is seen on snow.
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Who hath not heard the rich complain Of surfeits, and corporeal pain? He barr'd from every use of wealth, Envies the ploughman's strength and health.
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Fools may our scorn, not envy, raise. For envy is a kind of praise.
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Envy's a sharper spur than pay: No author ever spar'd a brother Wits are gamecocks to one another.
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