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The scum that rises upmost, when the nation boils.

John Dryden

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
Happy the man, and happy he alone, he who can call today his own; he who, secure within, can say, tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
JOHN DRYDEN

Alone Day Happiness Live Man Myself Secure Worst
Time glides with undiscover’d haste; The future but a length behind the past.
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Discover Future Glide Haste Length Past
Hushed as midnight silence.
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One Liner Silence
Pity melts the mind to love.
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Love Mindset Pity
No government has ever been, or can ever be, wherein time-servers and blockheads will not be uppermost.
JOHN DRYDEN

Block Government Time
An horrible stillness first invades our ear, And in that silence we the tempest fear.
JOHN DRYDEN

Fear Horrible Ourselves Silence Temptation
All authors to their own defects are blind.
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Author Blind Defect
When a man’s life is under debate, The judge can ne’er too long deliberate.
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Judgement Life Man
They first condemn that first advised the ill.
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Advise Sick
Sure there is none but fears a future state; And when the most obdurate swear they do not, Their trembling hearts belie their boasting tongues.
JOHN DRYDEN

Future Heart State Tongue Tremble
Politicians neither love nor hate.
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Hate Love Politics
Time and death shall depart and say in flying Love has found out a way to live, by dying.
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Death Finding Love Time Way
Treason is greatest where trust is greatest.
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Greatness Treason Trust
Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today: Be fair or foul or rain or shine, The joys I have possessed in spite of fate are mine. Not heaven itself upon the past has power; But what has been has been, and I have had my hour.
JOHN DRYDEN

Live Myself Past Power Rain Shine Worst
Fowls, by winter forced, forsake the floods, and wing their hasty flight to happier lands.
JOHN DRYDEN

Force Happiness Land Winter

The scum that rises upmost, when the nation boils.

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