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Nothing to build, and all things to destroy.

John Dryden

Every age has a kind of universal genius, which inclines those that live in it to some particular studies.
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Age Genius Kind Live Study Universe
Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.
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Fools One Liner Patriot
Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave deserves the fair.
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Brave Despair Happiness
God never made his work for man to mend.
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God Man Mend Work
There is a proud modesty in merit.
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Advantage Modesty Proud
Three poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpass’d; The next, in majesty; in both the last. The force of Nature could no further go; To make a third, she join’d the former two.
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Age Distant Force Herself Nature Poet
Our vows are heard betimes! and Heaven takes care To grant, before we can conclude the prayer: Preventing angels met it half the way, And sent us back to praise, who came to pray.
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Heaven Praise Prayer Promise
Few know the use of life before ’tis past.
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Life Past
What passion cannot music raise and quell!
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Music Passion Raise
He has not learned the first lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.
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Fear Learning Lesson
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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Friendship Love Price Time Treat
Old age creeps on us where we think it night.
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Age Night Old Ourselves
Nothing to build, and all things to destroy.
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Build Destroy
He is a perpetual fountain of good sense.
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Fountain Goodness Sense
Lucky men are favorites of Heaven.
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Favorite Heaven Man
Let Fortune empty her whole quiver on me, I have a soul that, like an ample shield, Can take in all, and verge enough for more; Fate was not mine, nor am I Fate’s: Souls know no conquerors.
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Empty Enough Fortune Myself Soul

Nothing to build, and all things to destroy.

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