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Three poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpass’d; The next, in majesty; in both the last. The force of Nature could no further go; To make a third, she join’d the former two.

John Dryden

Men are but children of a larger growth, Our appetites as apt to change as theirs, And full as craving too, and full as vain.
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Children Crave Growth Man
All heiresses are beautiful.
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Beautiful One Liner
Death in itself is nothing; but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where.
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Death Fear Known
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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Age Empty Experience Known Start World
Treason is greatest where trust is greatest.
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Greatness Treason Trust
Some of our philosophizing divines have too much exalted the faculties of our souls, when they have maintained that by their force mankind has been able to find out God.
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Divine Faculty Force God Kind Man Philosophy
Plots, true or false, are necessary things, To raise up commonwealths and ruin kings.
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Fake King Necessary Ruin True
If thou dost still retain the same ill habits, the same follies, too, still thou art bound to vice, and still a slave.
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Bound Habit Slave Vice
He who trusts secrets to a servant makes him his master.
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Himself Master Secret Servant Trust
Words are but pictures of our thoughts.
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Ourselves Photograph Thinking Word
A good conscience is a port which is landlocked on every side, where no winds can possibly invade. There a man may not only see his own image, but that of his Maker, clearly reflected from the undisturbed waters.
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Conscience Goodness Image Man Reflection Water
Every age has a kind of universal genius, which inclines those that live in it to some particular studies.
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Age Genius Kind Live Study Universe
Men’s virtues I have commended as freely as I have taxed their crimes.
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Crime Freedom Tax Virtue
Old as I am, for ladies’ love unfit, The power of beauty I remember yet.
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Myself Old Power Remember
He who would pry behind the scenes oft sees a counterfeit.
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Himself Scene
The conscience of a people is their power.
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Conscience People Power
All objects lose by too familiar a view.
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Familiar Lose Object View
Not sharp revenge, nor hell itself can find, A fiercer torment than a guilty mind, Which day and night doth dreadfully accuse, Condemns the wretch, and still the charge renews.
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Charge Mindset Revenge Sharp
Beware of the fury of the patient man.
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Beware Man Patience
Go miser go, for money sell your soul. Trade wares for wares and trudge from pole to pole, So others may say when you are dead and gone. See what a vast estate he left his son.
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Estate Himself Misery Money Sell Soul
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
Nor is the people’s judgment always true: the most may err as grossly as the few.
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Judgment People True
And love’s the noblest frailty of the mind.
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Fragile Love Mindset
Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.
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Bold Fear Greatness Mask
Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise!
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Fury Revenge See
The winds are out of breath.
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Breathe Wind
Keen appetite And quick digestion wait on you and yours.
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Appetite Digestion Quick Yourself

Three poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpass’d; The next, in majesty; in both the last. The force of Nature could no further go; To make a third, she join’d the former two.

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Three poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpass’d; The next, in majesty; in both the last. The force of Nature could no further go; To make a third, she join’d the former two.

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