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These cheeks were wont more fresh and fair to be;
But now, what once made me so much admired
If music and sweet poetry agree,
As they must needs (the sister and the brother),
All our joys
Are but toys,
Secret fates
Guide our states
Both in mirth and mourning.
Fortune, honour, beauty, youth,
Are but blossoms dying;
Wanton pleasures, doting love,
Are but shadows flying.
Of course, killing you is killing myself. It's the same thing. But, you know, I'm pretty tired of both of us.
Bernstein: "Girls delightful in Cuba stop. Could send you prose poems about scenery but don't feel right spending your money stop. ...
I've always found it very sanitary to be broke.
Thompson: Nothing particular the matter with him, they tell me, just ...
Bernstein: Just old age. It's the only disease, Mr.
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