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Corruption Wins Not More Than Honesty. Still In Thy Right Hand Carry Gentle Peace, To Silence Envious Tongues.

He Jests At Scars That Never Felt A Wound.

The Commonwealth Of Athens Is Become A Forest Of Beasts.

So May The Outward Shows Be Least Themselves; The World Is Still Deceived With Ornament.

I Cannot Be A Man With Wishing, Therefore I Will Die A Woman With Grieving.