But most thro' midnight streets I hear
How the youthful Harlots curse
Blasts the new-born Infants tear
And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse
But most thro' midnight ...
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No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings.
The hours of folly are measured by the clock; but of wisdom, no clock can measure.
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.
For everything that lives is holy, life delights in life.
