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But love’s a malady without a cure.

John Dryden

I am as free as nature first made man, Ere the base laws of servitude began, When wild in woods the noble savage ran.
JOHN DRYDEN

Freedom Man Nature Run Savage Wild
Anger will never disappear so long as thoughts of resentment are cherished in the mind. Anger will disappear just as soon as thoughts of resentment are forgotten.
JOHN DRYDEN

Anger Cherish Disappear Forget
He is a perpetual fountain of good sense.
JOHN DRYDEN

Fountain Goodness Sense
A narrow mind begets obstinacy; we do not easily believe what we cannot see.
JOHN DRYDEN

Believe Easy Invisible Mindset Unknown
Railing and praising were his usual themes; and both showed his judgment in extremes. Either over violent or over civil, so everyone to him was either god or devil.
JOHN DRYDEN

Himself Judgement Praise Theme
Trust on and think To-morrow will repay; To-morrow’s falser than the former day; Lies worse; and while it says, we shall be blest With some new Joys, cuts off what we possest.
JOHN DRYDEN

Fake Happiness Thinking Trust
The conscience of a people is their power.
JOHN DRYDEN

Conscience People Power
Courage from hearts and not from numbers grows.
JOHN DRYDEN

Courage Growth Heart
Among our crimes oblivion may be set.
JOHN DRYDEN

Crime Oblivion
None but the brave deserve the fair.
JOHN DRYDEN

Brave Deserve Fair
I never saw any good that came of telling truth.
JOHN DRYDEN

Goodness Myself Talk Truth
Pride – Lord of human kind.
JOHN DRYDEN

Human Kind Pride
Freedom which in no other land will thrive, Freedom an English subject’s sole prerogative.
JOHN DRYDEN

Freedom Subject Thrive
Repentance is but want of power to sin.
JOHN DRYDEN

One Liner Power Regret Sin
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.
JOHN DRYDEN

Boast Born Death End Journey Live Man Place Sincere
Order is the greatest grace.
JOHN DRYDEN

Greatness One Liner Order Peace

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