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But, when the wit began to wheeze,
And wine had warm'd the politician,
Cur'd yesterday of my disease,
I died last night of my physician.

— Matthew Prior

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From ignorance our comfort flows.
The only wretched are the wise.

To the Honorable Charles Montague (1692)

For hope is but the dream of those that wake.

They never taste who always drink;
They always talk who never think.

Odds life! must one swear to the truth of a song?

Who breathes must suffer, and who thinks must mourn;
And he alone is bless'd who ne'er was born.

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