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Quote #177
Wrongs unredressed, or insults unavenged.
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Wisdom is ofttimes nearer when we stoop Than when we soar.
The intellectual power, through words and things, Went sounding on, a dim and perilous way!
The good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket.
Society became my glittering bride.
The imperfect offices of prayer and praise.
For by superior energies; more strict Affiance in each other; faith more firm In their unhallowed principles; the bad Have fairly earned a …
Strongest minds Are often those of whom the noisy world Hears least.
There is a luxury in self-dispraise; And inward self-disparagement affords To meditative spleen a grateful feast.
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