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Freedom which in no other land will thrive, Freedom an English subject’s sole prerogative.

John Dryden

Pity melts the mind to love.
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Love Mindset Pity
Every language is so full of its own proprieties that what is beautiful in one is often barbarous, nay, sometimes nonsense, in another.
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Beautiful Language Oneself
Seas are the fields of combat for the winds; but when they sweep along some flowery coast, their wings move mildly, and their rage is lost.
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Lost Mild Rage Sea Wind
Anger will never disappear so long as thoughts of resentment are cherished in the mind. Anger will disappear just as soon as thoughts of resentment are forgotten.
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Anger Cherish Disappear Forget
Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave deserves the fair.
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Brave Despair Happiness
For what can power give more than food and drink, To live at ease, and not be bound to think?
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Bound Drink Food Live Power Thinking
He is a perpetual fountain of good sense.
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Fountain Goodness Sense
For all the happiness mankind can gain Is not in pleasure, but in rest from pain.
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Happiness Kind Man Sadness
I am resolved to grow fat and look young till forty, and then slip out of the world with the first wrinkle and the reputation of five-and-twenty.
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Growth Myself Reputation Young
An horrible stillness first invades our ear, And in that silence we the tempest fear.
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Fear Horrible Ourselves Silence Temptation
Truth is never to be expected from authors whose understanding is warped with enthusiasm.
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Authors Enthusiasm Expectation Truth
He who would search for pearls must dive below.
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Himself Pearl Search
Among our crimes oblivion may be set.
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Crime Oblivion
But how can finite grasp Infinity?
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Finite Grasp Infinity
Mighty things from small beginnings grow.
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Beginning Growth Small
I’m a little wounded, but I am not slain; I will lay me down to bleed a while. Then I’ll rise and fight again.
JOHN DRYDEN

Fight Myself Rise Wound

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