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Why is the hearse with scutcheons blazon'd round, And with the nodding plume of ostrich crown'd? No the dead know it not, nor profit gain It only serves to prove the living vain.
John Gay
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John Gay
Age: 47 †
Born: 1685
Born: June 30
Died: 1732
Died: December 4
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The charge is prepared the lawyers are met The judges all ranged (a terrible show!) I go, undismay'd. For death is a debt, A debt on demand. So take what I owe.
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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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Fair is the marigold, for pottage meet.
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She who has never lov'd, has never liv'd.
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Envy's a sharper spur than pay.
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Fill ev'ry glass, for wine inspires us, And fires us With courage, love and joy. Women and wine should life employ. Is there ought else on earth desirous?
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No retreat. No retreat. They must conquer or die who've no retreat.
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A rich rogue nowadays is fit company for any gentleman and the world, my dear, hath not such a contempt for roguery as you imagine.
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The careful insect 'midst his works I view, Now from the flowers exhaust the fragrant dew, With golden treasures load his little thighs, And steer his distant journey through the skies.
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Do you think your mother and I should have lived comfortably so long together, if ever we had been married? Baggage!
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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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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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Breathe soft, ye winds! ye waves, in silence sleep!
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