Love is not in our choice but in our fate.
JOHN DRYDENNot sharp revenge, nor hell itself can find, A fiercer torment than a guilty mind, Which day and night doth dreadfully accuse, Condemns the wretch, and still the charge renews.
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For age but tastes of pleasures youth devours.
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War is the trade of kings.
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Virtue in distress, and vice in triumph make atheists of mankind.
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He who would pry behind the scenes oft sees a counterfeit.
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Him of the western dome, whose weighty sense Flows in fit words and heavenly eloquence.
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Every language is so full of its own proprieties that what is beautiful in one is often barbarous, nay, sometimes nonsense, in another.
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The winds are out of breath.
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Much malice mingled with a little wit Perhaps may censure this mysterious writ.
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When I consider life, it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope, people favor this deceit.
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The thought of being nothing after death is a burden insupportable to a virtuous man.
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The scum that rises upmost, when the nation boils.
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Beware of the fury of the patient man.
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The trumpet’s loud clangor Excites us to arms.
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Love is love’s reward.
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The conscience of a people is their power.
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