Quote #13

All things that are Made for our general uses are at war,- Even we among ourselves.

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  1. Hide, oh, hide those hills of snow Which thy frozen bosom bears, On whose tops the pinks that grow Are of those that April wears! But first…
  2. Hit the nail on the head.
  3. Three merry boys, and three merry boys, And three merry boys are we. As ever did sing in a hempen string Under the gallows tree.
  4. I find the medicine worse than the malady.
  5. And he that will to bed go sober Falls with the leaf in October.
  6. He went away with a flea in 's ear.
  7. Drink today, and drown all sorrow; You shall perhaps not do't tomorrow.
  8. Fountain heads and pathless groves, Places which pale passion loves.

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