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Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone.

John Dryden

Every age has a kind of universal genius, which inclines those that live in it to some particular studies.
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Age Genius Kind Live Study Universe
O freedom, first delight of human kind!
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Delight Freedom Human Kind
Murder may pass unpunished for a time, But tardy justice will overtake the crime.
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Crime Murder Punishment Time
An horrible stillness first invades our ear, And in that silence we the tempest fear.
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Fear Horrible Ourselves Silence Temptation
What precious drops are those, Which silently each other’s track pursue, Bright as young diamonds in their faint dew?
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Dew Precious Pursue Track Young
Fattened in vice, so callous and so gross, he sins and sees not, senseless of his loss.
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Himself Loss See Vice
Freedom which in no other land will thrive, Freedom an English subject’s sole prerogative.
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Freedom Subject Thrive
Blown roses hold their sweetness to the last.
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Hold Last Sweet
Love and Time with reverence use, Treat them like a parting friend: Nor the golden gifts refuse Which in youth sincere they send: For each year their price is more, And they less simple than before.
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Friendship Love Price Time Treat
To die for faction is a common evil, But to be hanged for nonsense is the devil.
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Common Death Devil Evil
The love of liberty with life is given, And life itself the inferior gift of Heaven.
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Gift Heaven Liberty Life Love
At home the hateful names of parties cease, And factious souls are wearied into peace.
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Hate Home Name Peace Soul
All empire is no more than power in trust.
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Empire Power Trust
If all the world be worth thy winning. / Think, oh think it worth enjoying: / Lovely Thaïs sits beside thee, / Take the good the gods provide thee.
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God Goodness Love Thinking World
Hushed as midnight silence.
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One Liner Silence
Content with poverty, my soul I arm; And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.
JOHN DRYDEN

Myself Poverty Soul Virtue Warm

Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone.

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