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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

Satire among the Romans, but not among the Greeks, was a bitter invective poem.
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Bitter Poem Satire
There is a pleasure in being mad, which none but madmen know.
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Known Mad Pleasure
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
A happy genius is the gift of nature.
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Genius Gift Happy Nature
Deathless laurel is the victor’s due.
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Death Due
For what can power give more than food and drink, To live at ease, and not be bound to think?
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Bound Drink Food Live Power Thinking
But love’s a malady without a cure.
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Cure Love
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.
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Hope Life Live Pleasure Run Thinking
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
Zeal, the blind conductor of the will.
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Blind Willing Zeal
Honor is but an empty bubble.
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Empty Respect
Great souls forgive not injuries till time has put their enemies within their power, that they may show forgiveness is their own.
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Enemy Forgiveness Greatness Injury Power Soul Time
A narrow mind begets obstinacy; we do not easily believe what we cannot see.
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Believe Easy Invisible Mindset Unknown
Of all the tyrannies on human kind the worst is that which persecutes the mind.
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Human Kind Mindset Worst
He who would pry behind the scenes oft sees a counterfeit.
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Himself Scene
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

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

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