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Profit And Loss
Ada Cambridge
few the saved, how small the gain, How poor the profit as against the cost — The waste of life, divRate it:

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Cui Bono
Adam Lindsay Gordon
can tell, and it may be as well — Whom would it profit? — The world goes round! On this earth so rRate it:

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'He Giveth His Beloved Sleep'
Andrew Barton Paterson
another In hopes to heap Some greater share of profit than our brother Before we sleep. What will Rate it:

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Ch 03 On The Excellence Of Contentment Story 11
Sa di
it or refuse it and if he gives it maybe it will profit me, and maybe not. At any rate the inconvenRate it:

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Ch 08 On Rules For Conduct In Life - Maxim 01
Sa di
dirhems and dinars. If thou desirest to profit by riches of the world Be liberal toRate it:

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He Giveth His Beloved Sleep
Andrew Barton Paterson
another In hopes to heap Some greater share of profit than our brother Before we sleep. What wRate it:

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Hiawatha's Fasting
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
battle, And renown among the warriors, But for profit of the people, For advantage of the nationRate it:

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My Lady
William Schwenck Gilbert
her heart is wooed, Whatever be her mood! What profit should I gain Suppose she loved me dearly? HRate it:

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Oxford Cheese Makers Song
James McIntyre
quality and size ; But many of his neighbors Now profit by his labors. And the ladies dress in silkRate it:

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Si tu m'en crois, Baïf, tu changeras Parnasse
Joachim du Bellay
d'un naquet. Fi du plaisir, Baïf, qui sans profit se passe. Laissons donc, je te prie, ces babillRate it:

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The Dykes
Rudyard Kipling
were the dykes our fathers made to our great profit and ease. But the peace is gone and the profit Rate it:

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The Parliament Of Fowles
Geoffrey Chaucer
man, lered other lewed, That loveth comun profit, wel y-thewed, He shal unto a blisful place Rate it:

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The Song Of Hiawatha V: Hiawatha's Fasting
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
battle, And renown among the warriors, But for profit of the people, For advantage of the nationRate it:

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The Spectacles
La Fontaine
howsoe'er was well employed, And from it Agnes profit had enjoyed; What profit?--truly better had IRate it:

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An Epigram From Homer
William Cowper
good success, yield them both fair renown And profit, whether in the market sold Or streets, and leRate it:

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An Essay On The Different Stiles Of Poetry
Thomas Parnell
stand, and unadorn'd with Praise, And fail to profit while they fail to please. Here forc'd DescripRate it:

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Eminem Is My Friend
Mario William Vitale
Eminem is My Friend shed some skin work for profit at the nearby gym that's the way its always been you need to be thin look at the late Kare...Rate it:

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Endlessly
Brieana
How terrible is wisdom If it brings no Profit to the wise? Who shall mutter Their ambitions In the endlessness Of times? Weeps and cries In the ...Rate it:

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FEE'D
Hubbs
cultivating contractor or for the monopoly of a profit reaping benefactor? You know its dog eat dogRate it:

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Peter Simson's Farm
Edward George Dyson
almost bare, And too lean for hope of profit were the cows that pastured there; And theRate it:

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The Comrade
Edith Wharton
Expert to lift the latch of our low door And profit by the hours when, dusked about By human misRate it:

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The Friar's Tale
Geoffrey Chaucer
privily. *informers He took himself at great profit thereby: His master knew not always what he wanRate it:

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'Musterin'
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
work. But musterin' cattle be aeroplanes? What profit does it bring? An' I don't see how a bushmanRate it:

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1 Million Gods
Nikhil Parekh
my mind; with the same monotonous figures of profit and loss stabbing me perniciously from all sideRate it:

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A Calendar of Sonnets: November
Helen Hunt Jackson
What joy sufficient hath November felt? What profit from the violet's day of pain? Rate it:

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