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One Grain Of Incense With Devotion Offer'd 's Beyond All Perfumes Of Sabaean Spices.

Death Hath A Thousand Doors To Let Out Life.

Revenge, That Thirsty Dropsy Of Our Souls, Makes Us Covet That Which Hurts Us Most.

A Willing Mind Makes A Hard Journey Easy.

They Are Only Safe That Know To Soothe The Prince's Appetite, And Serve His Lusts.