Look to the Rose that blows about us—'Lo, Laughing,' she says, 'into the World I blow, At once the silken Tassel of my Purse Tear, and its Treasure on the Garden throw.'
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"Oh, many a Cup of this forbidden Wine Must drown the memory of that insolence!"
"The pleasures of this world are fleeting, but the sorrows are eternal."
"For we are helpless pieces of the game He plays Upon this Chequer-board of Nights and Days; Hither and thither moves, and checks, and slays, And one by one back in the Closet lays."
"The heavens are but a turning wheel, and we are like grains of sand upon it."
"Ere the Earth was, or the skies were, I Had a Soul, and with it my desire To drink the Wine of Life, and never cease To drain the Cup until it was quite dry."
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