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But when to sin our biased nature leans, The careful Devil is still at hand with means; And providently pimps for ill desires.

John Dryden

Beware the fury of a patient man.
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Fury Man Patience
They say everything in the world is good for something.
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Goodness Karma World
All heiresses are beautiful.
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Beautiful One Liner
Satire is a kind of poetry in which human vices are reprehended.
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Human Kind Poetry Satire Vice
Better to hunt in fields, for health unbought, Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught, The wise, for cure, on exercise depend; God never made his work for man to mend.
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Better Health Himself Man Work
Pity melts the mind to love.
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Love Mindset Pity
The winds are out of breath.
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Breathe Wind
Every age has a kind of universal genius, which inclines those that live in it to some particular studies.
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Age Genius Kind Live Study Universe
All authors to their own defects are blind.
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Author Blind Defect
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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Character Kind Man Natural Painting Person Poetry
Fowls, by winter forced, forsake the floods, and wing their hasty flight to happier lands.
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Force Happiness Land Winter
I’m a little wounded, but I am not slain; I will lay me down to bleed a while. Then I’ll rise and fight again.
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Fight Myself Rise Wound
He trudged along unknowing what he sought, And whistled as he went, for want of thought.
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Thinking Unknown Whistle
We can never be grieved for their miseries who are thoroughly wicked, and have thereby justly called their calamities on themselves.
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Adversity Grief Misery Wicket
Imagining is in itself the very height and life of poetry, which, by a kind of enthusiasm or extraordinary emotion of the soul, makes it seem to us that we behold those things which the poet paints.
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Emotion Enthusiasm Height Imagination Paint Poet Soul
Great wits are sure to madness near allied, and thin partitions do their bounds divide.
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Bound Divison Greatness Intelligence Mad

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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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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