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If you have lived, take thankfully the past. Make, as you can, the sweet remembrance last.

John Dryden

So the false spider, when her nets are spread, deep ambushed in her silent den does lie.
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Fake Lying Silence
When we view elevated ideas of Nature, the result of that view is admiration, which is always the cause of pleasure.
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Ideas Nature Pleasure View
If all the world be worth thy winning. / Think, oh think it worth enjoying: / Lovely Thaïs sits beside thee, / Take the good the gods provide thee.
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God Goodness Love Thinking World
But love’s a malady without a cure.
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Cure Love
Few know the use of life before ’tis past.
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Life Past
Sure there’s contagion in the tears of friends.
JOHN DRYDEN

Friendship Tears
He invades authors like a monarch; and what would be theft in other poets is only victory in him.
JOHN DRYDEN

Author Himself Poet Theft Victory
Tis a good thing to laugh at any rate; and if a straw can tickle a man, it is an instrument of happiness.
JOHN DRYDEN

Goodness Happiness Instrument Laughter Man Rate
Take not away the life you cannot give: For all things have an equal right to live.
JOHN DRYDEN

Equality Life Live Right
Many things impossible to thought have been by need to full perfection brought.
JOHN DRYDEN

Brought Impossible Need Perfection
If thou dost still retain the same ill habits, the same follies, too, still thou art bound to vice, and still a slave.
JOHN DRYDEN

Bound Habit Slave Vice
Fiction is of the essence of poetry as well as of painting; there is a resemblance in one of human bodies, things, and actions which are not real, and in the other of a true story by fiction.
JOHN DRYDEN

Action Essence Fiction Human Poetry Story
Imagining is in itself the very height and life of poetry, which, by a kind of enthusiasm or extraordinary emotion of the soul, makes it seem to us that we behold those things which the poet paints.
JOHN DRYDEN

Emotion Enthusiasm Height Imagination Paint Poet Soul
A woman’s counsel brought us first to woe, And made her man his paradise forego, Where at heart’s ease he liv’d; and might have been As free from sorrow as he was from sin.
JOHN DRYDEN

Himself Man Paradise Sin Sorrow Woman
Mighty things from small beginnings grow.
JOHN DRYDEN

Beginning Growth Small
They say everything in the world is good for something.
JOHN DRYDEN

Goodness Karma World

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