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We are time's subjects, and time bids be gone.

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Words are easy, like the wind; Faithful friends are hard to find.

Words are easy, like the wind; Faithful friends are hard to find.

We know what we are but know not what we may be.

We know what we are, but know not what we may be.

It is a wise father that knows his own child.

It is a wise father that knows his own child.

Nothing will come of nothing.

Nothing will come of nothing.

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