Blown roses hold their sweetness to the last.
JOHN DRYDENYouth should watch joys and shoot them as they fly.
More John Dryden Quotes
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Long pains, with use of bearing, are half eased.
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Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.
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But far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.
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None but the brave deserve the fair.
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They think too little who talk too much.
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At home the hateful names of parties cease, And factious souls are wearied into peace.
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We can never be grieved for their miseries who are thoroughly wicked, and have thereby justly called their calamities on themselves.
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Satire is a kind of poetry in which human vices are reprehended.
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Fame then was cheap, and the first comer sped; And they have kept it since by being dead.
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Politicians neither love nor hate.
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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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Repentance is but want of power to sin.
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Men are but children of a larger growth, Our appetites as apt to change as theirs, And full as craving too, and full as vain.
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Every age has a kind of universal genius, which inclines those that live in it to some particular studies.
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I am as free as nature first made man, Ere the base laws of servitude began, When wild in woods the noble savage ran.
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