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Death is the privilege of human nature,
And life without it were not worth our taking.
Is this that haughty, gallant, gay Lothario?
Source: The Fair Penitent, V. i.
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Is she not more than painting can express,
Or youthful poets fancy when they love?
Guilt is the source of sorrow,
'tis the fiend,/Th' avenging fiend,
that follows us behind
With whips and...
As if Misfortune made the throne her seat,
And none could be unhappy but the great.