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Time glides with undiscover’d haste; The future but a length behind the past.

John Dryden

Fattened in vice, so callous and so gross, he sins and sees not, senseless of his loss.
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Himself Loss See Vice
An horrible stillness first invades our ear, And in that silence we the tempest fear.
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Fear Horrible Ourselves Silence Temptation
Happy the man, and happy he alone, he who can call today his own; he who, secure within, can say, tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
JOHN DRYDEN

Alone Day Happiness Live Man Myself Secure Worst
Welcome, thou kind deceiver! Thou best of thieves; who, with an easy key, Dost open life, and, unperceived by us, Even steal us from ourselves.
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Best Kind Ourselves Steal
Griefs assured are felt before they come.
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Assurance Feeling Grief
Mighty things from small beginnings grow.
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Beginning Growth Small
Virtue is her own reward.
JOHN DRYDEN

One Liner Reward Virtue
If the faults of men in orders are only to be judged among themselves, they are all in some sort parties; for, since they say the honour of their order is concerned in every member of it, how can we be sure that they will be impartial judges?
JOHN DRYDEN

Honor Judgement Man Member Mistake Order
Many things impossible to thought have been by need to full perfection brought.
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Brought Impossible Need Perfection
Railing and praising were his usual themes; and both showed his judgment in extremes. Either over violent or over civil, so everyone to him was either god or devil.
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Himself Judgement Praise Theme
All heiresses are beautiful.
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Beautiful One Liner
When I consider life, it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope, people favor this deceit.
JOHN DRYDEN

Cheating Favor Fools Hope Life
Beware the fury of a patient man.
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Fury Man Patience
And love’s the noblest frailty of the mind.
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Fragile Love Mindset
Sure there is none but fears a future state; And when the most obdurate swear they do not, Their trembling hearts belie their boasting tongues.
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Future Heart State Tongue Tremble
Since every man who lives is born to die, And none can boast sincere felicity, With equal mind, what happens, let us bear, Nor joy nor grieve too much for things beyond our care. Like pilgrims to the’ appointed place we tend; The world’s an inn, and death the journey’s end.
JOHN DRYDEN

Boast Born Death End Journey Live Man Place Sincere

Time glides with undiscover’d haste; The future but a length behind the past.

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