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Experience Is By Industry Achieved, And Perfected By The Swift Course Of Time.

Your Cause Of Sorrow Must Not Be Measured By His Worth, For Then It Hath No End.

A Light Wife Doth Make A Heavy Husband.

Ere I Could Make Thee Open Thy White Hand, And Clap Thyself My Love; Then Didst Thou Utter, I Am Your's For Ever!

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