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When You Are An Anvill, Hold You Still; When You Are A Hammer, Strike Your Fill.

Nothing Lasts But The Church.

The Eyes Have One Language Everywhere.

When The Tree Is Fallen, All Goe With Their Hatchet. [when The Tree Is Fallen, All Go With Their Hatchet.]

Silkes And Satins Put Out The Fire In The Chimney.