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.
JOHN DRYDENYouth, beauty, graceful action seldom fail: But common interest always will prevail; And pity never ceases to be shown To him who makes the people’s wrongs his own.
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All heiresses are beautiful.
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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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We must beat the iron while it is hot, but we may polish it at leisure.
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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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Not sharp revenge, nor hell itself can find, A fiercer torment than a guilty mind, Which day and night doth dreadfully accuse, Condemns the wretch, and still the charge renews.
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Politicians neither love nor hate.
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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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Every age has a kind of universal genius, which inclines those that live in it to some particular studies.
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He has not learned the first lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.
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But far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.
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It is a madness to make fortune the mistress of events, because in herself she is nothing, can rule nothing, but is ruled by prudence.
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Old age creeps on us where we think it night.
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Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.
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For they can conquer who believe they can.
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They that possess the prince possess the laws.
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Many things impossible to thought have been by need to full perfection brought.
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Merit challenges envy.
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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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He was exhaled; his great Creator drew His spirit, as the sun the morning dew.
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All authors to their own defects are blind.
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Love and Time with reverence use, Treat them like a parting friend: Nor the golden gifts refuse Which in youth sincere they send: For each year their price is more, And they less simple than before.
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Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
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The love of liberty with life is given, And life itself the inferior gift of Heaven.
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Among our crimes oblivion may be set.
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Murder may pass unpunished for a time, But tardy justice will overtake the crime.
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Riches cannot rescue from the grave, which claims alike the monarch and the slave.
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