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WEALTH IS NOT HAPPINESS. 
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Our hour of passionate joy, 
And one hour of passionate grief; 
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Fill’ d up her life’s short leaf. 
L. £. L, Juliet after the Masquerade. 
Who, that the passion’ 8 pt er hath proved, 
Its fever-fits of joy and pain— 
Who that hath well ing wildly loved, 
Would love again? 
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lay up hoards for future years‘ 
Can gold calm passion, or make reason shine? 
n we dig peace or wisdom from the mine 
Wisdom to gold prefer; for ’tis much less 
To make our fortune, than our happiness 
Whatever ce lavishly can 
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Like every Lord, it promises—and pays. 
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But vial are apes who droop amid their store? .. . Jd. 
Gold hath no lustre of it 
It shines by temperate wse ae Horace. 
I WITH THE MORNING’S 
LOVE HAVE OFT MADE 
SPORT. 
When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think 
I should live till I were married Shaks. 
Love’s a mighty lord; 
And hath so humbled me, as I confess 
_ Now can I break my fast, a SUP; and sleep, 
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beauty was the cause of that effect : 
Your beauty which did haunt me in my sleep 
Your virtues, graced with external gifts, 
Kindle love’s settled passion in my heart 
Ever till now 
When men were fond, I smiled and wondered how. Id. 
Now Iam 
As true a lover as ever sighed on midnight pillow. Jd. 
Never man sighed truer breath 
ANSWER. 
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Is hope—even in the depths of misery 
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