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If all the world be worth thy winning. / Think, oh think it worth enjoying: / Lovely Thaïs sits beside thee, / Take the good the gods provide thee.

John Dryden

Mighty things from small beginnings grow.
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Beginning Growth Small
Great wits are sure to madness near allied, and thin partitions do their bounds divide.
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Bound Divison Greatness Intelligence Mad
So the false spider, when her nets are spread, deep ambushed in her silent den does lie.
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Fake Lying Silence
Pride – Lord of human kind.
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Human Kind Pride
Honor is but an empty bubble.
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Empty Respect
Fiction is of the essence of poetry as well as of painting; there is a resemblance in one of human bodies, things, and actions which are not real, and in the other of a true story by fiction.
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Action Essence Fiction Human Poetry Story
They live too long who happiness outlive.
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Happiness Live
Pity only on fresh objects stays, but with the tedious sight of woes decays.
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Fresh Object Pity Sight
Truth is the foundation of all knowledge and the cement of all societies.
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Cement Foundation Knowledge Society Truth
Thus, while the mute creation downward bend Their sight, and to their earthly mother ten, Man looks aloft; and with erected eyes Beholds his own hereditary skies.
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Creation Earth Eyes Man Mom Sky Soft
They first condemn that first advised the ill.
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Advise Sick
He invades authors like a monarch; and what would be theft in other poets is only victory in him.
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Author Himself Poet Theft Victory
Better to hunt in fields, for health unbought, Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught, The wise, for cure, on exercise depend; God never made his work for man to mend.
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Better Health Himself Man Work
I am as free as nature first made man, Ere the base laws of servitude began, When wild in woods the noble savage ran.
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Freedom Man Nature Run Savage Wild
Hushed as midnight silence.
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One Liner Silence
I saw myself the lambent easy light Gild the brown horror, and dispel the night.
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Brown Easy Light Night

If all the world be worth thy winning. / Think, oh think it worth enjoying: / Lovely Thaïs sits beside thee, / Take the good the gods provide thee.

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