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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

Seas are the fields of combat for the winds; but when they sweep along some flowery coast, their wings move mildly, and their rage is lost.
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Lost Mild Rage Sea Wind
He trudged along unknowing what he sought, And whistled as he went, for want of thought.
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Thinking Unknown Whistle
Presence of mind and courage in distress, Are more than arrives to procure success?
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Courage Mindset Presence Success
An hour will come, with pleasure to relate Your sorrows past, as benefits of Fate.
JOHN DRYDEN

Benefit Fate Pleasure Relate Sorrow Time
We must beat the iron while it is hot, but we may polish it at leisure.
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Chance Hot Iron Leisure
Here lies my wife: here let her lie! Now she’s at rest, and so am I.
JOHN DRYDEN

Lying Myself Wife
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.
JOHN DRYDEN

Fight Myself Rise Wound
Riches cannot rescue from the grave, which claims alike the monarch and the slave.
JOHN DRYDEN

Claim Grave Rich Slave
The scum that rises upmost, when the nation boils.
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Boil Nature Rise
The trumpet’s loud clangor Excites us to arms.
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Excitement Loud
Those who write ill, and they who ne’er durst write, Turn critics out of mere revenge and spite.
JOHN DRYDEN

Criticism Revenge Writing
Old age creeps on us where we think it night.
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Age Night Old Ourselves
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.
JOHN DRYDEN

Alone Day Happiness Live Man Myself Secure Worst
Merit challenges envy.
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Advantage Jealous One Liner
More liberty begets desire of more; The hunger still increases with the store.
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Desire Hungry Liberty Store
I am resolved to grow fat and look young till forty, and then slip out of the world with the first wrinkle and the reputation of five-and-twenty.
JOHN DRYDEN

Growth Myself Reputation Young

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

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