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The trumpet’s loud clangor Excites us to arms.

John Dryden

Death in itself is nothing; but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where.
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Death Fear Known
And plenty makes us poor.
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Poor
For they can conquer who believe they can.
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Believe Conquer
Forgiveness to the injured does belong; but they ne’er pardon who have done wrong.
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Forgiveness Injury Wrong
They that possess the prince possess the laws.
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Law Possession Prince
Beauty, like ice, our footing does betray; Who can tread sure on the smooth, slippery way: Pleased with the surface, we glide swiftly on, And see the dangers that we cannot shun.
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Beautiful Dangerous Surface Way
O freedom, first delight of human kind!
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Delight Freedom Human Kind
Zeal, the blind conductor of the will.
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Blind Willing Zeal
Order is the greatest grace.
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Greatness One Liner Order Peace
What passion cannot music raise and quell!
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Music Passion Raise
Plots, true or false, are necessary things, To raise up commonwealths and ruin kings.
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Fake King Necessary Ruin True
Treason is greatest where trust is greatest.
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Greatness Treason Trust
Few know the use of life before ’tis past.
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Life Past
Long pains, with use of bearing, are half eased.
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Erase Pain
There’s a proud modesty in merit; averse from asking, and resolved to pay ten times the gifts it asks.
JOHN DRYDEN

Gift Modesty Proud Time
Sure there’s contagion in the tears of friends.
JOHN DRYDEN

Friendship Tears

The trumpet’s loud clangor Excites us to arms.

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