I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it.
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Search results for Early 18th Century
490 allegories found
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By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes.
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How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
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One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.
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I cannot tell what the dickens his name is.
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Men at some time are masters of their fates.
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There is a tide in the affairs of men, which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune.
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What light through yonder window breaks?
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I am constant as the northern star.
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I must be cruel only to be kind; thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.
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