All heiresses are beautiful.
JOHN DRYDENBlown roses hold their sweetness to the last.
More John Dryden Quotes
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What, start at this! when sixty years have spread. Their grey experience o’er thy hoary head? Is this the all observing age could gain? Or hast thou known the world so long in vain?
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At home the hateful names of parties cease, And factious souls are wearied into peace.
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Desire of greatness is a godlike sin.
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War seldom enters but where wealth allures.
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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.
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More liberty begets desire of more; The hunger still increases with the store.
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When a man’s life is under debate, The judge can ne’er too long deliberate.
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Great souls forgive not injuries till time has put their enemies within their power, that they may show forgiveness is their own.
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Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
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Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise!
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Virtue in distress, and vice in triumph make atheists of mankind.
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Truth is the object of our understanding, as good is of our will; and the understanding can no more be delighted with a lie than the will can choose an apparent evil.
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Order is the greatest grace.
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Satire is a kind of poetry in which human vices are reprehended.
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Be slow to resolve, but quick in performance.
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