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Good Name In Man And Woman Is The Immediate Jewel Of Their Souls.

Let Fame, That All Hunt After In Their Lives, Live Regist'red Upon Our Brazen Tombs And Then Grace Us In The Disgrace Of Death; When, Spite Of Cormorant Devouring Time, Th' Endeavor Of This Present Breath May Buy That Honor Which Shall Bate His Scythe's Keen Edge And Make Us Heirs Of All Eternity.

Golden Lads And Girls All Must As Chimney Sweepers Come To Dust.

A Man Loves The Meat In His Youth That He Cannot Endure In His Age.

But No Perfection Is So Absolute, That Some Impurity Doth Not Pollute.