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Blown Roses Hold Their Sweetness To The Last.

If You Have Lived, Take Thankfully The Past. Make, As You Can, The Sweet Remembrance Last.

How Easy It Is To Call Rogue And Villain, And That Wittily! But How Hard To Make A Man Appear A Fool, A Blockhead, Or A Knave, Without Using Any Of Those Opprobrious Terms! Tosparethegrossness Ofthenames, And To Dothe Thing Yet Moreseverely, Isto Drawa Full Face, And Tomake The Nose And Cheeks Stand Out, And Yet Not To Employ Any Depth Of Shadowing.

Murder May Pass Unpunishd For A Time, But Tardy Justice Will Oertake The Crime.

The Fool Of Nature Stood With Stupid Eyes And Gaping Mouth, That Testified Surprise.