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She who has never lov'd, has never liv'd.
John Gay
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John Gay
Age: 47 †
Born: 1685
Born: June 30
Died: 1732
Died: December 4
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Shall ignorance of good and ill Dare to direct the eternal will? Seek virtue, and of that possest, To Providence resign the rest.
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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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[Gulliver was soon being read] from the cabinet council to the nursery.
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Youth's the season made for joys, Love is then our duty.
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Envy is a kind of praise.
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The fly that sips treacle is lost in the sweets.
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Fair is the marigold, for pottage meet.
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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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No retreat. No retreat. They must conquer or die who've no retreat.
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Whence is thy learning? Hath thy toil O'er books consumed the midnight oil?
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Learning by study must be won 'Twas ne'er entail'd from son to son.
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In every age and clime we see Two of a trade can never agree.
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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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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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O Polly, you might have toyed and kissed, by keeping men off, you keep them on.
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My lodging is on the cold ground, And hard, very hard, is my fare, But that which grieves me more Is the coldness of my dear.
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To friendship every burden's light.
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Praising all alike, is praising none.
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Fair words cost nothing.
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Fair is the kingcup that in meadow blows, Fair is the daisy that beside her grows.
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