None, none descends into himself, to find The secret imperfections of his mind: But every one is eagle-ey’d to see Another’s faults, and his deformity.
JOHN DRYDENHe is a perpetual fountain of good sense.
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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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Fame then was cheap, and the first comer sped; And they have kept it since by being dead.
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It is a madness to make fortune the mistress of events, because in herself she is nothing, can rule nothing, but is ruled by prudence.
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Love works a different way in different minds, the fool it enlightens and the wise it blinds.
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Old age creeps on us where we think it night.
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Freedom which in no other land will thrive, Freedom an English subject’s sole prerogative.
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Kings fight for empires, madmen for applause.
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Pride – Lord of human kind.
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Dreams are but interludes that fancy makes… Sometimes forgotten things, long cast behind Rush forward in the brain, and come to mind.
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Blown roses hold their sweetness to the last.
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Beware of the fury of the patient man.
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Time glides with undiscover’d haste; The future but a length behind the past.
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Presence of mind and courage in distress, Are more than arrives to procure success?
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Virgil and Horace were the severest writers of the severest age.
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No government has ever been, or can ever be, wherein time-servers and blockheads will not be uppermost.
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