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Much malice mingled with a little wit Perhaps may censure this mysterious writ.

John Dryden

Riches cannot rescue from the grave, which claims alike the monarch and the slave.
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Claim Grave Rich Slave
Beware of the fury of the patient man.
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Beware Man Patience
They live too long who happiness outlive.
JOHN DRYDEN

Happiness Live
The trumpet’s loud clangor Excites us to arms.
JOHN DRYDEN

Excitement Loud
Truth is never to be expected from authors whose understanding is warped with enthusiasm.
JOHN DRYDEN

Authors Enthusiasm Expectation Truth
Sure there’s contagion in the tears of friends.
JOHN DRYDEN

Friendship Tears
A narrow mind begets obstinacy; we do not easily believe what we cannot see.
JOHN DRYDEN

Believe Easy Invisible Mindset Unknown
For your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me.
JOHN DRYDEN

Devotion Ignorance Mom Myself Yourself
By education most have been misled; So they believe, because they were bred. The priest continues where the nurse began, And thus the child imposes on the man.
JOHN DRYDEN

Believe Children Direction Education Lost Man
But when to sin our biased nature leans, The careful Devil is still at hand with means; And providently pimps for ill desires.
JOHN DRYDEN

Desire Hands Nature Sick Sin
Content with poverty, my soul I arm; And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.
JOHN DRYDEN

Myself Poverty Soul Virtue Warm
Men’s virtues I have commended as freely as I have taxed their crimes.
JOHN DRYDEN

Crime Freedom Tax Virtue
But Shakespeare’s magic could not copied be; Within that circle none durst walk but he.
JOHN DRYDEN

Himself Magic Walk
Politicians neither love nor hate.
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Hate Love Politics
Our vows are heard betimes! and Heaven takes care To grant, before we can conclude the prayer: Preventing angels met it half the way, And sent us back to praise, who came to pray.
JOHN DRYDEN

Heaven Praise Prayer Promise
God never made his work for man to mend.
JOHN DRYDEN

God Man Mend Work

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