Dreams are but interludes that fancy makes… Sometimes forgotten things, long cast behind Rush forward in the brain, and come to mind.
JOHN DRYDENEvery language is so full of its own proprieties that what is beautiful in one is often barbarous, nay, sometimes nonsense, in another.
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Be fair, or foul, or rain, or shine, The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine. Not heaven itself upon the past has power; But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.
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Truth is the foundation of all knowledge and the cement of all societies.
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Our vows are heard betimes! and Heaven takes care To grant, before we can conclude the prayer: Preventing angels met it half the way, And sent us back to praise, who came to pray.
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The glorious lamp of heaven, the radiant sun, Is Nature’s eye.
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Hushed as midnight silence.
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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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O freedom, first delight of human kind!
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Trust reposed in noble natures obliges them the more.
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Great wits are sure to madness near allied, and thin partitions do their bounds divide.
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The winds are out of breath.
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Shakespeare was the Homer, or father of our dramatic poets;Jonson was theVirgil, the pattern of elaborate writing; I admire him, but I love Shakespeare.
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The thought of being nothing after death is a burden insupportable to a virtuous man.
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Virtue is her own reward.
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All heiresses are beautiful.
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Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise!
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