If thou dost still retain the same ill habits, the same follies, too, still thou art bound to vice, and still a slave.
JOHN DRYDENThere is a pleasure in being mad, which none but madmen know.
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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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Kings fight for empires, madmen for applause.
JOHN DRYDENKings fight for empires, madmen for applause.
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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 DRYDENA 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.
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The winds are out of breath.
JOHN DRYDENThe winds are out of breath.
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Seas are the fields of combat for the winds; but when they sweep along some flowery coast, their wings move mildly, and their rage is lost.
JOHN DRYDENSeas are the fields of combat for the winds; but when they sweep along some flowery coast, their wings move mildly, and their rage is lost.
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He look’d in years, yet in his years were seen A youthful vigor, and autumnal green.
JOHN DRYDENHe look’d in years, yet in his years were seen A youthful vigor, and autumnal green.
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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.
JOHN DRYDENMen 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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If you have lived, take thankfully the past. Make, as you can, the sweet remembrance last.
JOHN DRYDENIf you have lived, take thankfully the past. Make, as you can, the sweet remembrance last.
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Virtue is her own reward.
JOHN DRYDENVirtue is her own reward.
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If passion rules, how weak does reason prove!
JOHN DRYDENIf passion rules, how weak does reason prove!
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At home the hateful names of parties cease, And factious souls are wearied into peace.
JOHN DRYDENAt home the hateful names of parties cease, And factious souls are wearied into peace.
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Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections.
JOHN DRYDENLet grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections.
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They say everything in the world is good for something.
JOHN DRYDENThey say everything in the world is good for something.
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Virgil and Horace were the severest writers of the severest age.
JOHN DRYDENVirgil and Horace were the severest writers of the severest age.
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Sure there is none but fears a future state; And when the most obdurate swear they do not, Their trembling hearts belie their boasting tongues.
JOHN DRYDENSure there is none but fears a future state; And when the most obdurate swear they do not, Their trembling hearts belie their boasting tongues.
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He has not learned the first lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.
JOHN DRYDENHe has not learned the first lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.
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