Who loves a garden loves a greenhouse too.
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Knowledge is proud that it knows so much; wisdom is humble that it knows no more.
Ceremony leads her bigots forth, prepared to fight for shadows of no worth. While truths, on which eternal things depend, can hardly find a single friend.
Meditation here may think down hours to moments. Here the heart may give a useful lesson to the head and learning wiser grow without his books.
Variety’s the very spice of life, That gives it all its flavor.
Wisdom is humble that he knows no more.
It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme Rudely appealed to on each trifling theme.