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Of all the tyrannies on human kind the worst is that which persecutes the mind.

John Dryden

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
The winds are out of breath.
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Breathe Wind
Faith is to believe what you do not yet see: the reward for this faith is to see what you believe. Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace.
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Believe Faith Grace Reward See Strength
War is the trade of kings.
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King One Liner Trade War
Affability, mildness, tenderness, and a word which I would fain bring back to its original signification of virtue,–I mean good-nature,–are of daily use; they are the bread of mankind and staff of life.
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Life Man Origin Virtue Word
Be fair, or foul, or rain, or shine, The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine. Not heaven itself upon the past has power; But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.
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Fair Fate Myself Possession Rain Shine Time
Reason to rule, mercy to forgive: The first is law, the last prerogative. Life is an adventure in forgiveness.
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Adventure First Forgiveness Reason Rule
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be.
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Care Destroy Happiness Man Thinking
Virtue in distress, and vice in triumph make atheists of mankind.
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Kind Man Vice Virtue
Satire is a kind of poetry in which human vices are reprehended.
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Human Kind Poetry Satire Vice
For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.
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Face Need See Truth
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
For those whom God to ruin has design’d, He fits for fate, and first destroys their mind.
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Design God Mindset Ruin
Fool that I was, upon my eagle’s wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.
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Eagle Fools Mount Myself Wings
Dancing is the poetry of the foot.
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Dance Foot Poetry
Shakespeare was the Homer, or father of our dramatic poets;Jonson was theVirgil, the pattern of elaborate writing; I admire him, but I love Shakespeare.
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Admire Drama Father Himself Home Poet Writing

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