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But Shakespeare’s magic could not copied be; Within that circle none durst walk but he.

John Dryden

Honor is but an empty bubble.
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Empty Respect
Freedom which in no other land will thrive, Freedom an English subject’s sole prerogative.
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Freedom Subject Thrive
Riches cannot rescue from the grave, which claims alike the monarch and the slave.
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Claim Grave Rich Slave
If all the world be worth thy winning. / Think, oh think it worth enjoying: / Lovely Thaïs sits beside thee, / Take the good the gods provide thee.
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God Goodness Love Thinking World
O freedom, first delight of human kind!
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Delight Freedom Human Kind
Sure there’s contagion in the tears of friends.
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Friendship Tears
Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections. For love which hath ends, will have an end; whereas that which is founded on true virtue, will always continue.
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Continue End Goodness Grace Principal Virtue
Merit challenges envy.
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Advantage Jealous One Liner
An hour will come, with pleasure to relate Your sorrows past, as benefits of Fate.
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Benefit Fate Pleasure Relate Sorrow Time
But when to sin our biased nature leans, The careful Devil is still at hand with means; And providently pimps for ill desires.
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Desire Hands Nature Sick Sin
None are so busy as the fool and the knave.
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Busy Fools
Sweet is pleasure after pain.
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Pain Pleasure Sweet
Reason to rule, mercy to forgive: The first is law, the last prerogative. Life is an adventure in forgiveness.
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Adventure First Forgiveness Reason Rule
Happy the man, and happy he alone, he who can call today his own; he who, secure within, can say, tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
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Alone Day Happiness Live Man Myself Secure Worst
All, as they say, that glitters is not gold.
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Glitter Gold
Secret guilt is by silence revealed.
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Guilty Reveal Secret Silence

But Shakespeare’s magic could not copied be; Within that circle none durst walk but he.

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