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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

While I am compassed round With mirth, my soul lies hid in shades of grief, Whence, like the bird of night, with half-shut eyes, She peeps, and sickens at the sight of day.
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Day Eyes Round Shade Sight Soul
Old age creeps on us where we think it night.
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Age Night Old Ourselves
Great souls forgive not injuries till time has put their enemies within their power, that they may show forgiveness is their own.
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Enemy Forgiveness Greatness Injury Power Soul Time
So the false spider, when her nets are spread, deep ambushed in her silent den does lie.
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Fake Lying Silence
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
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Absence Age Love Time
Words are but pictures of our thoughts.
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Ourselves Photograph Thinking Word
The scum that rises upmost, when the nation boils.
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Boil Nature Rise
Here lies my wife: here let her lie! Now she’s at rest, and so am I.
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Lying Myself Wife
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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Freedom Man Nature Run Savage Wild
For all the happiness mankind can gain Is not in pleasure, but in rest from pain.
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Happiness Kind Man Sadness
Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave deserves the fair.
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Brave Despair Happiness
Luxurious kings are to their people lost, They live like drones, upon the public cost.
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Live Lost Luxury People Public
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.
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Believe Children Direction Education Lost Man
None but the brave deserve the fair.
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Brave Deserve Fair
Murder may pass unpunished for a time, But tardy justice will overtake the crime.
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Crime Murder Punishment Time
Youth should watch joys and shoot them as they fly.
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Fly Joy Youth

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.

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