Ambition, like a torrent, ne’er looks back; And is a swelling, and the last affection A high mind can put off; being both a rebel Unto the soul and reason, and enforceth All laws, all conscience, treads upon religion, and offereth violence to nature’s self.
BEN JONSONAmbition, like a torrent, ne’er looks back; And is a swelling, and the last affection A high mind can put off; being both a rebel Unto the soul and reason, and enforceth All laws, all conscience, treads upon religion, and offereth violence to nature’s self.
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O! How vain and vile a passion is this fear! What base uncomely things it makes men do.
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Hell itself must yield to industry.
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There is no doctrine will do good where nature is wanting.
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Follow a shadow, it still flies you, Seem to fly, it will pursue: So court a mistress, she denies you; Let her alone, she will court you. Say are not women truly, then, Styled but the shadows of us men?
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A new disease? I know not, new or old, but it may well be called poor mortals plague for, like a pestilence, it doth infect the houses of the brain till not a thought, or motion, in the mind, be free from the black poison of suspect.
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There is no bounty to be showed to such As have real goodness: Bounty is A spice of virtue; and what virtuous act Can take effect on them that have no power Of equal habitude to apprehend it?
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Men that talk of their own benefits are not believed to talk of them because they have done them, but to have done them because they might talk of them.
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Heaven prepares good men with crosses; but no ill can happen to a good man.
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Whom the disease of talking still once posses-seth, he can never hold his peace.
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I know no disease of the soul but ignorance, a pernicious evil, the darkener of man’s life, the disturber of his reason, and common confounder of truth.
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Cares that have entered once in the breast, will have whole possession of the rest.
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Guilt’s a terrible thing.
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Force works on servile natures, not the free.
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And where she went, the flowers took thickest root, As she had sow’d them with her odorous foot.
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Memory, of all the powers of the mind, is the most delicate and frail.
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