William Goffe quotes:
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Great sorrows have no leisure to complain: Least ills vent forth, great griefs within remain.
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My rage is not malicious; like a spark Of fire by steel inforced out of a flint It is no sooner kindled, but extinct.
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The sweetest cordial we receive at last, Is conscience of our virtuous actions past.
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