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Satire among the Romans, but not among the Greeks, was a bitter invective poem.

John Dryden

For your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me.
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Devotion Ignorance Mom Myself Yourself
Merit challenges envy.
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Advantage Jealous One Liner
He trudged along unknowing what he sought, And whistled as he went, for want of thought.
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Thinking Unknown Whistle
For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss.
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Art Miss Mistake Nature
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
What precious drops are those, Which silently each other’s track pursue, Bright as young diamonds in their faint dew?
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Dew Precious Pursue Track Young
The scum that rises upmost, when the nation boils.
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Boil Nature Rise
Blown roses hold their sweetness to the last.
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Hold Last Sweet
For age but tastes of pleasures youth devours.
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Age Devour Pleasure Taste Youth
Long pains, with use of bearing, are half eased.
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Erase Pain
Secret guilt is by silence revealed.
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Guilty Reveal Secret Silence
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
What passion cannot music raise and quell!
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Music Passion Raise
He was exhaled; his great Creator drew His spirit, as the sun the morning dew.
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Creation Dew Greatness Himself Morning Spirit
If by the people you understand the multitude, the hoi polloi, ’tis no matter what they think; they are sometimes in the right, sometimes in the wrong; their judgment is a mere lottery.
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Judgement People Thinking Understand Wrong
Bold knaves thrive without one grain of sense, But good men starve for want of impudence.
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Bold Goodness Starve

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