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Trust on and think To-morrow will repay; To-morrow’s falser than the former day; Lies worse; and while it says, we shall be blest With some new Joys, cuts off what we possest.

John Dryden

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
They think too little who talk too much.
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Talk Thinking
And love’s the noblest frailty of the mind.
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Fragile Love Mindset
Bold knaves thrive without one grain of sense, But good men starve for want of impudence.
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Bold Goodness Starve
There’s a proud modesty in merit; averse from asking, and resolved to pay ten times the gifts it asks.
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Gift Modesty Proud Time
Order is the greatest grace.
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Greatness One Liner Order Peace
We must beat the iron while it is hot, but we may polish it at leisure.
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Chance Hot Iron Leisure
If passion rules, how weak does reason prove!
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Evidence Passion Reason Rule Weakness
Kings fight for empires, madmen for applause.
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Fight King Mad Man Praise
And write whatever Time shall bring to pass With pens of adamant on plates of brass.
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Plate Time Writing
Our souls sit close and silently within, And their own web from their own entrails spin; And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such, That, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch.
JOHN DRYDEN

Eyes Feeling Ourselves Soul Tender Togetherness Touch
The glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun, Is Nature’s eye.
JOHN DRYDEN

Eyes Heaven Nature
We can never be grieved for their miseries who are thoroughly wicked, and have thereby justly called their calamities on themselves.
JOHN DRYDEN

Adversity Grief Misery Wicket
For secrets are edged tools, And must be kept from children and from fools.
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Children Edge Fools Secret Tools
Men’s virtues I have commended as freely as I have taxed their crimes.
JOHN DRYDEN

Crime Freedom Tax Virtue
There is a pleasure in being mad, which none but madmen know.
JOHN DRYDEN

Known Mad Pleasure

Trust on and think To-morrow will repay; To-morrow’s falser than the former day; Lies worse; and while it says, we shall be blest With some new Joys, cuts off what we possest.

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Trust on and think To-morrow will repay; To-morrow’s falser than the former day; Lies worse; and while it says, we shall be blest With some new Joys, cuts off what we possest.

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