Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. Page 362 Nathaniel Cotton. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam. Yet still we hug the dear deceit. Hold the fleet angel fast until he bless thee.
All Nature wears one universal grin.
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