It may be that which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet,' but I should be loath to see a rose on a maiden's breast substituted by a flower, however beautiful and fragrant it might be, that is went by the name of the skunk lily.
A great many men's gratitude is nothing but a secret desire to hook in more valuable kindnesses hereafter.
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The generality of virtuous women are like hidden treasures they are safe...
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