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A farce is that in poetry which grotesque (caricature) is in painting. The persons and actions of a farce are all unnatural, and the manners false, that is, inconsistent with the characters of mankind; and grotesque painting is the just resemblance of this.

John Dryden

A happy genius is the gift of nature.
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Genius Gift Happy Nature
I am resolved to grow fat and look young till forty, and then slip out of the world with the first wrinkle and the reputation of five-and-twenty.
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Growth Myself Reputation Young
Let Fortune empty her whole quiver on me, I have a soul that, like an ample shield, Can take in all, and verge enough for more; Fate was not mine, nor am I Fate’s: Souls know no conquerors.
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Empty Enough Fortune Myself Soul
Present joys are more to flesh and blood Than a dull prospect of a distant good.
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Distance Flesh Goodness Present
He who would pry behind the scenes oft sees a counterfeit.
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Himself Scene
Mighty things from small beginnings grow.
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Beginning Growth Small
Beware of the fury of the patient man.
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Beware Man Patience
The secret pleasure of a generous act Is the great mind’s great bribe.
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Act Generous Greatness Pleasure Secret
Few know the use of life before ’tis past.
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Life Past
Since every man who lives is born to die, And none can boast sincere felicity, With equal mind, what happens, let us bear, Nor joy nor grieve too much for things beyond our care. Like pilgrims to the’ appointed place we tend; The world’s an inn, and death the journey’s end.
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Boast Born Death End Journey Live Man Place Sincere
Faith is to believe what you do not yet see: the reward for this faith is to see what you believe. Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace.
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Believe Faith Grace Reward See Strength
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
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Absence Age Love Time
The scum that rises upmost, when the nation boils.
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Boil Nature Rise
And write whatever Time shall bring to pass With pens of adamant on plates of brass.
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Plate Time Writing
He who trusts secrets to a servant makes him his master.
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Himself Master Secret Servant Trust
If the faults of men in orders are only to be judged among themselves, they are all in some sort parties; for, since they say the honour of their order is concerned in every member of it, how can we be sure that they will be impartial judges?
JOHN DRYDEN

Honor Judgement Man Member Mistake Order

A farce is that in poetry which grotesque (caricature) is in painting. The persons and actions of a farce are all unnatural, and the manners false, that is, inconsistent with the characters of mankind; and grotesque painting is the just resemblance of this.

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A farce is that in poetry which grotesque (caricature) is in painting. The persons and actions of a farce are all unnatural, and the manners false, that is, inconsistent with the characters of mankind; and grotesque painting is the just resemblance of this.

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