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Ill habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.

John Dryden

Love works a different way in different minds, the fool it enlightens and the wise it blinds.
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Different Fools Love Mindset Wisdom
If passion rules, how weak does reason prove!
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Evidence Passion Reason Rule Weakness
Our souls sit close and silently within, And their own web from their own entrails spin; And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such, That, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch.
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Eyes Feeling Ourselves Soul Tender Togetherness Touch
And love’s the noblest frailty of the mind.
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Fragile Love Mindset
Be slow to resolve, but quick in performance.
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Performance Quick Slow
Virtue in distress, and vice in triumph make atheists of mankind.
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Kind Man Vice Virtue
Youth should watch joys and shoot them as they fly.
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Fly Joy Youth
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
If thou dost still retain the same ill habits, the same follies, too, still thou art bound to vice, and still a slave.
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Bound Habit Slave Vice
Go miser go, for money sell your soul. Trade wares for wares and trudge from pole to pole, So others may say when you are dead and gone. See what a vast estate he left his son.
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Estate Himself Misery Money Sell Soul
For your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me.
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Devotion Ignorance Mom Myself Yourself
Old as I am, for ladies’ love unfit, The power of beauty I remember yet.
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Myself Old Power Remember
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.
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Boast Born Death End Journey Live Man Place Sincere
All empire is no more than power in trust.
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Empire Power Trust
Secret guilt is by silence revealed.
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Guilty Reveal Secret Silence
All, as they say, that glitters is not gold.
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Glitter Gold

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