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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.

John Dryden

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.
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Children Crave Growth Man
Here lies my wife: here let her lie! Now she’s at rest, and so am I.
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Lying Myself Wife
Luxurious kings are to their people lost, They live like drones, upon the public cost.
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Live Lost Luxury People Public
All heiresses are beautiful.
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Beautiful One Liner
Be slow to resolve, but quick in performance.
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Performance Quick Slow
Love is a passion Which kindles honor into noble acts.
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Act Honor Love Passion
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
Desire of greatness is a godlike sin.
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Desire God Greatness Sin
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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Heaven Praise Prayer Promise
Beauty, like ice, our footing does betray; Who can tread sure on the smooth, slippery way: Pleased with the surface, we glide swiftly on, And see the dangers that we cannot shun.
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Beautiful Dangerous Surface Way
Among our crimes oblivion may be set.
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Crime Oblivion
He who would search for pearls must dive below.
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Himself Pearl Search
When a man’s life is under debate, The judge can ne’er too long deliberate.
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Judgement Life Man
Pity only on fresh objects stays, but with the tedious sight of woes decays.
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Fresh Object Pity Sight
They say everything in the world is good for something.
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Goodness Karma World
War seldom enters but where wealth allures.
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Seldom War Wealth
For they can conquer who believe they can.
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Believe Conquer
They first condemn that first advised the ill.
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Advise Sick
Fiction is of the essence of poetry as well as of painting; there is a resemblance in one of human bodies, things, and actions which are not real, and in the other of a true story by fiction.
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Action Essence Fiction Human Poetry Story
But far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.
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Numerous Talk Thinking
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.
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Fake Happiness Thinking Trust
Nothing to build, and all things to destroy.
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Build Destroy
Youth should watch joys and shoot them as they fly.
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Fly Joy Youth
Since a true knowledge of nature gives us pleasure, a lively imitation of it, either in poetry or painting, must produce a much greater; for both these arts are not only true imitations of nature, but of the best nature.
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Best Give Up Knowledge Nature Production True
Repentance is but want of power to sin.
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One Liner Power Regret Sin
Our souls sit close and silently within, And their own web from their own entrails spin; And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such, That, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch.
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Eyes Feeling Ourselves Soul Tender Togetherness Touch
Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise!
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Fury Revenge See

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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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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