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He invades authors like a monarch; and what would be theft in other poets is only victory in him.

John Dryden

The secret pleasure of a generous act Is the great mind’s great bribe.
JOHN DRYDEN

Act Generous Greatness Pleasure Secret
Death in itself is nothing; but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where.
JOHN DRYDEN

Death Fear Known
Deathless laurel is the victor’s due.
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Death Due
They that possess the prince possess the laws.
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Law Possession Prince
I saw myself the lambent easy light Gild the brown horror, and dispel the night.
JOHN DRYDEN

Brown Easy Light Night
He who trusts secrets to a servant makes him his master.
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Himself Master Secret Servant Trust
Griefs assured are felt before they come.
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Assurance Feeling Grief
The trumpet’s loud clangor Excites us to arms.
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Excitement Loud
A woman’s counsel brought us first to woe, And made her man his paradise forego, Where at heart’s ease he liv’d; and might have been As free from sorrow as he was from sin.
JOHN DRYDEN

Himself Man Paradise Sin Sorrow Woman
Go miser go, for money sell your soul. Trade wares for wares and trudge from pole to pole, So others may say when you are dead and gone. See what a vast estate he left his son.
JOHN DRYDEN

Estate Himself Misery Money Sell Soul
Those who write ill, and they who ne’er durst write, Turn critics out of mere revenge and spite.
JOHN DRYDEN

Criticism Revenge Writing
Lucky men are favorites of Heaven.
JOHN DRYDEN

Favorite Heaven Man
Be slow to resolve, but quick in performance.
JOHN DRYDEN

Performance Quick Slow
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
None would live past years again, Yet all hope pleasure in what yet remain; And, from the dregs of life, think to receive, What the first sprightly running could not give.
JOHN DRYDEN

Hope Life Live Pleasure Run Thinking
All delays are dangerous in war.
JOHN DRYDEN

Dangerous Delay War

He invades authors like a monarch; and what would be theft in other poets is only victory in him.

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