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Truth Is The Ground Of Science, The Centre Wherein All Things Repose, And Is The Type Of Eternity.

Shallow Brooks Murmur Most, Deep And Silent Slide Away.

Yet Sighes, Deare Sighes, Indeeds True Friends You Are That Do Not Leave Your Left Friend At The Wurst, But, As You With My Breast, I Oft Have Nurst So, Gratefull Now, You Waite Upon My Care.

Indeed, The Roman Laws Allowed No Person To Be Carried To The Wars But He That Was In The Soldiers Roll.

It Many Times Falls Out That We Deem Ourselves Much Deceived In Others Because We First Deceived Ourselves.