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Quote by Ben Johnson
Have you seen but a bright lily grow,Before rude hands have to

Have you seen but a bright lily grow,
Before rude hands have touched it?
Have you marked but the fall o the snow
Before the soil hath smutched it?…
O so white! O so soft! O so sweet is she! – Ben Johnson

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Ill give anything for a good copy now, be it true or false, so it be news. – Ben Johnson

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I am grieved that it should be said he is my brother, and take these courses. Well, as he brews, so shall he drink, for George again. Yet he shall hear ont, and tightly, too, an I live, ifaith. – Ben Johnson

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This is the Hour of Lead —
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As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow —
First –Chill –then Stupor –then the letting go –. – Emily Dickinson

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These messengers will not be hindered from accomplishing at their best speed the distance which they have to go, either by snow, or rain, or heat, or by the darkness of night. – Herodotus

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On Linden, when the sun was low,
All bloodless lay the untrodden snow,
And dark as winter was the flow
Of Iser, rolling rapidly. – Thomas Campbell

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